As I'm sitting here with DD after her THIRD feed since we put her down to sleep at midnight, it occurred to me how much I dread the night time arriving! As in, around dinner time I start clock-watching to try and determine how many times I think she'll wake and need to be fed, then get really anxious thinking about having to get up out of bed all those times.
Along those same lines, I'm so glad this past night is almost over! It hasn't been an easy one. It's times like this I have to try really hard to appreciate the newborn stage. Go to sleep, baby!!!