I typed this into my iPod over the course of a few hours a few nights ago...
10:14 p.m. Falls asleep quickly while being walked around in the kitchen after boob yelling for 15 minutes.
(Boob yelling is the name I have given to a charming new development in breastfeeding where Finn is hungry, wants to nurse, but yells while nursing, periodically de-latching to thrash around and rub his eyes. It's very relaxing. The only thing I can figure out is that he is tired, but does not want to go to sleep, so is trying to keep himself awake.)
11:25 p.m. Thrashing and crying. Nurses for 10 minutes. Stays on until 11:40 when Hazel makes a nuisance of herself. Mental note: bring spray bottle to bed in future.
12:16 am: I am still awake.
What is wrong with me?
And why did I forget to turn down the heat? There's a pot holder on the floor in the living room. I should have put that away. My eyes are stinging. The baby is taking up most of the bed. How is that possible?
1:19 am: Pete/Fritz cause him to stir. He nurses on Lefty for 6 minutes. Off at 1:25. Back on at 1:35. Off at 1:40. I need to move him over, but I don't think he is asleep enough. Wow... It worked. He stirred a bit, but he's still sleeping. Now if only I could sleep. How is it that, as sleep deprived as I am, I am still awake at 1:43 am? I have now played enough solitaire to choke a horse, which is ridiculous because it's not like horses eat card games.
I have played enough solitaire to annoy a small pony.
2:35am: Switch to the boob.
Sometime after that I finally fell asleep. I woke up at around 3:30, and nursed him soon after, and then continued the cycle of nursing and sleeping until we got up at around 7:00. Finn never fully wakes up; he does not cry. I am getting so that I don't wake up entirely, either. This morning, I woke up at around 3:00 when Pete came home from his gig, and the boy was asleep, but I had one boob out. I am not sure if it was from when we first went to bed or if I got it out after that. It's probably the first one.