I expected extreme sleep deprivation, dark circles under
The reality has been quite the contrary, much to my surprise.
Our sleep is briefly interrupted a few times a night for quick feedings, then the little one goes back down without any drama or nonsense.
Tonight was another beast altogether...(the beast meaning the night itself, not the baby)
Baby was clearly uncomfortable after her early evening bottle and fussed quite intensely for the next five hours.
After ruling out all the obvious stressors, I ended up holding/swaddling/rocking/cuddling her until we were both sufficiently worn out.
Now she is sound asleep and I am too keyed up, jaw clenched, to go to bed.
Add to this an eight year-old who may be teetering on the edge of a stomach bug (please don't be the flu please don't be the flu please don't be the flu)...and I'm feeling just a tiny bit overcooked.
Because all I have to do right now is take care of my kids.
I'll nap when the baby naps tomorrow.
Laundry can wait and she won't be small enough to snuggle into the crook of my arm for long...