6 months baby yeah! I so mega did it and I am so impressed with myself. Honestly, 2 months ago, 3 months ago, I didn't know if I would make it breastfeeding all the way to 6 months, but as of today, I have officially done it. In your face milk supply and various other obstacles! From here on in, any extra time I do is icing on the breast milk cake. "Ew!", you say. Don't knock it till you've tried it.
So that milestone is reached. Realistically, I have another 6 to go, but I don't think they'll be as challenging.
Sleep however... well, ladies and gentlebens, that's a whole other kettle of stinky, stinky fish. Man oh man does L ever not sleep good. I mean up every hour, all night, every night.
When you are that sleep deprived and frustrated and despairing, it would be lying to say that, even if just for a moment, the thought of packaging up the baby to send to Santa Claus to be raised as a toy making elf doesn't start to seem like an inevitability if something doesn't give. Of course neither T or I would ever, ever do that, or anything even close, but a primal part of our brains, that is gunning for our own survival does suggest the option to us at 4am after 13 attempts to get L to sleep only to have him wake the second we put him down each time. In short, dude is not good at sleeping. Don't think we haven't tried every scientific, unscientific or downright kooky solution we've come across. I can only pray (another result of a sleepless brain) that he will grow out of this very very soon.
Were you wondering if having a baby would cramp your style at all? Hah! Heck yes it will. It will double-dog cramp your friggin style. And then some. I dream of the day when I can have a long shower, or watch a tv show, or go see a movie. Drawing or sewing seem like a very distant mist on the horizon across the ocean on another planet.
L, you are lucky you are so cute and smart and squishy and warm and good smelling! If babies weren't so appealing, we'd all drop them off at the nearest church doorstep by the 1st month!
I'm so shocked Monsterteeth! Babies are God's gift from the whispers of angels! Raising a baby is a joyful privilege from baby jesus!!
Yes, but it also sucks a whole lot at least half of the time and will challenge your inner strength and energy reserves like a marathon in a war...(note: some people actually do all 3. Some people have babies while moving across countries during a war. My Oma for example. This humbles me and blows my mind. Humans do what we must do I guess.)
It's hard to remember that, when you are exhausted, staring bleary eyed at the little human that kept you up all night. All you want to do is sleep, but he wants you to hold him and play and keep him happy and feed him and stop him from crying and you wonder how you are ever going to get through another day, but you do and you go to bed and you know you won't sleep more than an hour at a time again that night, so you resign yourself to it and you get through it and in between those tough hours, night and day, your baby flashes a smile or giggles or just smells really good and you remember that it really is amazing and awesome that he was born and is there in front of you growing and being a little tiny person.
As my other grandmother, (who did a year and a half long no sleep marathon with her first child all on her own) reminded me, I am lucky to have the help of my own grandparents. They have been seeing our raggedy ass mugs( T and I) and L's perfect, cherub cheeked, alabaster mug nearly every day lately. All hail my parents for the degree of relief they provide. I highly recommend buying your self some good parents if you haven't already got some!
It is due to their aid that I am able to type this right now. I'm even going to watch a movie! I am so stoked! It's like Christmas!
L, you are 6 months old today. You make us tired, but you are the most beautiful, charming baby so we forgive you. Happy 6 monthiversary little dude.
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