DH took DS downstairs MOTN in a misguided attempt to let me sleep. At 5am I heard him screaming through a closed door from upstairs before DH woke up right next to him. Then he decided to change DS's diaper before bringing me my frantic, starving baby. The scream-crying and frantic nursing woke my toddler. She then proceeded to freak out bc her teeth were hurting her and she wanted me to comfort her. Once DS settled, DD started crying and escalated her crying until it was light out and I let her nurse (she's night weaned and I'm not going back there). You?
Re: Today I cried because / baby cried because...
ETA: yes I took pictures cuz well it was hilarious lol
Not today, but last night as I changed Siena from her day jammies to her bedtime ones
Amelia was just one miserable baby yesterday. I don't reverb know what she was crying about! She wouldn't go to sleep and stay asleep without me holding her.
Elliott was crying because ib was holding Amelia.
Ceilidh was crying because she was overwhelmed with babies crying, and didn't get enough sleep the night before.
It was an exhausting day.
I love my kids, but I can't stand this feeling that someone--and usually more than 1 someone--constantly needs something from me, 24 hours a day. Things were so great with 1 kid. We were in a good place. Now everything's a mess.
I like yarn: Learner's Per-knit
Preggo blog: There's No D#$% Stork
I like yarn: Learner's Per-knit
Preggo blog: There's No D#$% Stork
I like yarn: Learner's Per-knit
Preggo blog: There's No D#$% Stork
Newborn stage is hard yo
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Backstory: I haven't driven in 8 years, because i've been living in NYC. Just last month we moved to Long Island and I bought a car, and I'm driving again. it takes me back so much to who I used to be - before DS, before DH... not that I don't love my husband, but we've been together over a decade, and all that time in the city, and there's old pieces of me that I simply haven't thought of in years.
Anyway, today I drove solo to the grocery store, and the rhythm of driving brought me back to who I used to be, and I got this overwhelming gush of nostalgia and memory...some happy, some sad.. and the tears started flowing.