Three Weeks and 2 Days Old!
Yesterday we went back to Dr. Conrad. It's all good: Skylar returned to her birth weight of 6lbs 15oz, indicating the feeding we are doing now - breastmilk supplemented with Nutramigen formula - is going very well. Her thrush has pretty much cleared although we still need to continue the Deflucon for the full 14 days.
Last night however was another "no sleeper" for me. I got about 2 and a half hours once nighttime had past, but that was enough to hold me through the day. I wasn't tired and couldn't nap. It was nice and sunny out and I had alot of energy. We had company last night for dinner, and I was fully awake through that too. Until about 9pm when tiredness hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been consoling myself with the fact that Nick didn't have to work today so I'd give alot of the responsibility to him, only waking up for feedings. I figured he could do alot of the diaper changing, holding her while I slept, and colic consolation - trying whatever works to stop her crying.
But Nick was tired too, and kept falling asleep. I had trouble waking him. Of course I felt angry at the fact that I even had to wake him, before falling asleep he'd said "just wake me up if you need help" but I didn't feel very good about having to rouse him to ask for help, and was steaming inside from the fact that I even had to ask for it. I was so bitter and angry, even though I love Nick and he helps so much with the baby, I had looked so forward to the weekend as my "night off" and this was it. No different than the other nights. He did try to console her a few times but when it didn't work out I wound up with her for alot of the time.
Then a miracle happened because somehow I woke up at 5:30am having had over three hours of precious sleep! Nick had changed her and put new clothes on her while I was sleeping. When I woke up there was coffee ready and Skylar was in her bouncer in the kitchen. Crying hysterically but in there. It's all well again!
Last night however was another "no sleeper" for me. I got about 2 and a half hours once nighttime had past, but that was enough to hold me through the day. I wasn't tired and couldn't nap. It was nice and sunny out and I had alot of energy. We had company last night for dinner, and I was fully awake through that too. Until about 9pm when tiredness hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been consoling myself with the fact that Nick didn't have to work today so I'd give alot of the responsibility to him, only waking up for feedings. I figured he could do alot of the diaper changing, holding her while I slept, and colic consolation - trying whatever works to stop her crying.
But Nick was tired too, and kept falling asleep. I had trouble waking him. Of course I felt angry at the fact that I even had to wake him, before falling asleep he'd said "just wake me up if you need help" but I didn't feel very good about having to rouse him to ask for help, and was steaming inside from the fact that I even had to ask for it. I was so bitter and angry, even though I love Nick and he helps so much with the baby, I had looked so forward to the weekend as my "night off" and this was it. No different than the other nights. He did try to console her a few times but when it didn't work out I wound up with her for alot of the time.
Then a miracle happened because somehow I woke up at 5:30am having had over three hours of precious sleep! Nick had changed her and put new clothes on her while I was sleeping. When I woke up there was coffee ready and Skylar was in her bouncer in the kitchen. Crying hysterically but in there. It's all well again!
posted by spinderella @ 6:27 AM
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