I have seen a few bloggers continuously post "Thankful Thursday" updates and I thought that was a cool idea. I am going to be keeping my eyes peeled for a Thankful Thursday blog hop so if you see one please let me know :)
Today is the perfect day to start because I am not feeling particularly thankful at the moment. Instead I am pretty tired and cranky. Last night Brian and I made an attempt to move Brett and Emma back into their bassinets. It started out easy enough. Sometime between 11-12 they were sound asleep just a few feet away and Brian and I could sleep peacefully without worrying about pillows, sheets, arms, dogs, or other suffocation hazards. So imagine my surprise when I am woken to cries at 1AM. Hmmm...that's a little early for a feeding, but maybe they will sleep for longer after this? Wrong. Next came 2AM, then 3AM, 5AM. 6AM and 8AM I think someone should give the babies a memo that they forgot to wake me up at 4 and 7. Ahhhhh! What was the reason for this madness? I almost forgot what it was like to take care of week old babies, until last night! (I guess it is true - you really forget how bad it was!!!)
I know we need to give it more time, but this is rough! Brian and I have very mixed feelings about bed sharing. During pregnancy we said we would never do it. It is dangerous, we want our own bed, there were plenty of reasons. Well, lots of things that we said we would or wouldn't do went out the window. We bedshare for a few reasons. They sleep better, we sleep better. (Happy Baby = Happy Mom, right??) Also Brian works a lot. Most weeks he works 6 days and 60+ hours. He has maybe a couple of hours to be home with the babies before we go to bed. And these are the "witching hours." For some reason between around 8PM-11PM Brett and Emma want bottle after bottle, sometimes only 1-2oz at a time, sometimes 4-5oz at a time. We never know what is going to happen. It is sometimes a battle, sometimes pleasant, but it always ends in two babies finally passed out in our bed after crying, eating, crying, eating, crying, eating, pooping, and usually a throw-up from one of them. By then, all Brian wants to do is cuddle up with them as they fall asleep. It's so cute :)
I know quite a few breastfeeding moms who bedshare because it is very convenient. But for me, I am still getting out of bed to make bottles multiple times a night - so I don't necessarily get that benefit from it. But we do get to snuggle our little babies and trust me, they love it as much as we do.
No matter what, we are determined to have them out of our bed before 8 months. At this point, separation anxiety sets in. And in some babies it can set in at 6 months, maybe even earlier. The last thing we want is our Kindergarteners sleeping in our bed.
So...today I am thankful for my family. They make cranky days without sleep much better!
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| Emma and her Great Grandma |
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| Brett listening to Daddy read Hop on Pop |
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| Emma and Great Grandma / Brett and Grandma |
