I'm feeling pretty good this morning! We're up a little on the early side but that was mainly due to hubby grabbing the trash for trash day. If you read yesterday's post, That Blasted Chair I'm sure you could read my frustration at the lack of sleep I was getting. Last night when she woke up I just took her back to her room and laid down with her on my chest. I was so tired that I knocked out. She must have fell asleep because I vaguely remember rolling her down next to me. I'm sure she woke up a little here and there through the night and in my half conscious state I'm sure I rub her or something like that. I know two things are for sure though, she didn't get to nurse last night and there wasn't any ear piercing cries. So I'm pleased to announced that I made it through six nights without nursing her in the middle of the night. I might be sleep deprived but I'm still alive.
There are some positive gains through this ordeal. She's eating more at meals, sleeping longer stretches of time and learning to fall asleep without nursing. I'm feeling pretty confident next week we (oh wait I really mean me) can cut out nursing before bed. That one will be the hardest unless hubby mans up and jumps into help. That's right, I said it! Hubby if you read this HELP me HELP us! Momma needs more sleep at night.
I've been the sole caregiver for Izzy since she popped out. That's including the time before I became a SAHM and I was working 12 hour night shifts to get off and watch Izzy. But that my dear mommas is another story or vent which ever you think applies. Have a good weekend and wish me luck on the journey to wean my dear daughter from "da Boob".