Time with baby can sometimes spread well into the evening, and beyond. That’s what it’s felt like lately: long. Last night baby must have woken up 5+ times. Poor husband had to get up at least 4 times to warm a bottle (if I try and do it, the crying escalates in the interval so it’s his part of the routine). I couldn’t believe we were able to get out of bed and function in our days.
Tonight, just got baby to sleep at 10:15, settled in bed around 10:20. Yikes. I’ve had supper (thanks husband!) and a shower. And okay, we did go out on an errand tonight, walking downtown to consider jacket options again (I opted to exchange my recent purchase for a more professional, less youthful item which I also like more). It was the store that baby loves, with all the wide open floors, clothing racks to climb on and colourful colours. But though tired, she didn’t fall asleep on the way home. And though she was virtually asleep while nursing, still no go. And when we hung out in the dark room for another 30 minutes, nope. Finally succumbed in the Ergo. Whew. Almost didn’t make this blog entry I was so wiped.
Here’s hoping for a bit more sleep tonight. But if I don’t get it, I hope I”ll roll with it like last night. That’s living peace.