This Morning: As I rocked a fussy one-and-a-half-year-old at 4 this morning I seriously considered night weaning, but then I realized that doing so would do nothing to get me more sleep, I'd still be there rocking, but without the option to nurse...we were up early enough to wave bye-bye to papa and to blow kisses out the window...puttering around the house in robes and slippers...reading books...remembering to put one toy away before we get out another one...finishing up the fiction book purge, I weeded out about 60 books, which I think is pretty good.
This Afternoon: I slept while baby slept...threw in a load of diapers...continued my stretch of not making a menu and refusing to go to the grocery store...the sizzle of fried sweet potato balls, the aroma of baking bread, the bright green of braising kale (and then the black as it scorched), and a little boy saying "tea" filled my kitchen tonight.
Hang in there mama, he will thank you in the end for your efforts. Fried sweet potato balls sound so yummy! I second the notion of not going to the store, after cleaning my whole kitchen I found so much food I don't have to buy dry goods for a month!
ReplyDeleteThanks, KC! The sweet potato balls were very good...definitely a keeper. I think I might have to break my streak, though, and head to the grocery store today. If for no other reason than to get out of the house and to buy myself some chocolate. :)
Deleteawwww...mama I remember the whole night nursing thing...such a battle within your own self sometimes. I remember trying with my guy, having the hubs take him, and then saying just let me nurse him, we're all awake now as our daughter had by then joined in the bunch. sweet potato balls sound glorious, I'd love a peek at that recipe!
ReplyDeleteExactly! Last night Steve took over for a little bit and I laid down in the living room. But, hearing the frantic "Mama! Mama!" coming from the bedroom meant that I wasn't going to be getting any sleep anyway, so I might as well nurse. *sigh*
Delete((hug)) those nights/early mornings can be so tough.
ReplyDeleteyour food always sounds so amazing.
Thanks so much! This week I've felt like a slacker, though. There has been a lot of relying on old standbys and very simple preparations!
DeleteIt is but a short, short season Courtney...promise.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tracey. As we enter each new stage I'm always astonished by how quickly we went through the previous one, but for some reason, I have a hard time keeping that in mind when I'm in the middle of it all.
DeleteI remember those nights. The oldest was colicky for a bit and the only thing that worked was the rocking chair and my mother's old Johnny Mathis albums. I know that it seems to last forever, but I promise you, it doesn't. After those nights, I didn't go to the grocery store either and I can't tell you how many meals got "blackened" in the process. The Hubs thought I was Cajun there for a while.
ReplyDeleteHa! Thanks for the laugh, Melissa! I can always count on you to get me smiling!
Deletethose nursing moments can seem like they are all encompassing, but then they end, in the blink of an eye. are little ones are just growing up so fast, aren't they?
ReplyDeleteI re-read your post about night weaning P and really identified with what you said about not being the best mama you could be during the day because you were so tired. I also realized that when I nurse him for the 7th or 8th time in a night I start to feel resentment...a feeling that I don't think he or I benefit from. I'm working on changing my mindset, but it's hard!
DeleteHang in there mama, it is tough, I know. Been there when Reece was that age and for some reason we are there right now too. He has been up for hours the last few nights nursing away. I keep saying this to shall pass and just let go. It is hard when sleep is at a premium. Glad you were able to catch a nap.
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