I’ve been saving this photo for my One Word Wednesday post this week….but as I was up in the middle of the night nursing this little fellow it occurred to me that today is actually Thursday. That’s what sleep deprivation will do to you. Apollo did sleep for five hours straight one night this week. I slept from 11:00 to 4:15…and felt so refreshed I actually had trouble getting back to sleep.
When I get discouraged about his frequent night waking I remind myself that we successfully fought through some very difficult early breastfeeding days due to his being tongue tied at birth. He did not have his frenulectomy until he was 2 1/2 weeks old. By that point he had done significant damage to my, um, milk-supplying parts. The procedure was quick (less than a minute) and he nursed immediately afterwards with a good latch for the first time. It took five more weeks for my body to heal completely. Perhaps he would sleep longer if I tanked him up with formula or a little cereal before bed, but you know what? He’s gained over five pounds since birth and thriving on breastmilk.
I do plan to work on his frequent night waking (on a bad night every hour and a half to two hours), but he’s sick at the moment so we are up because of that. He’s never been a baby to nurse more than every three hours or so…in fact if I try to nurse him at night and he’s not hungry he gets irritated with me and pushes me away. Lately, I’ve just been patting his back and shushing him and he seems pretty happy with that. When I pick him up it’s obvious he wants to go back to sleep (he rubs his head back and forth, arches his back until I lay him back down, etc).