Sleep Is Good
Speaking of Sadie, she decided to wake up crying and not fall back to sleep, at what would have been before 7:00 until the time change. Looks like my posts are still on the old time.
Deb got my cold, probably worse than I did, and she’s limited on what she can take. Between what passes into the milk supply, and what dries up the milk supply, it’s grim even if you’re nursing and not merely pregnant. This was not the morning for that, and bad enough we should get up and moving before we otherwise would have to, so we can go to my grandmother’s and have cakes with bonfires of candles on top for me and my mother. I was her best birthday present ever.
I changed her and rocked her, but I think her problem was hunger. Just as I was debating the merits of breaking out a jar of food to see if that helped, Deb came and got her. As I suspected, a few minutes of nursing and she was out again. She simply didn’t get as much to eat late in the day as normal, so there was no chance she’d sleep 9 - 10 hours as she has been recent nights.
Looks like it’s my chance to nap a little longer… I shouldn’t have done the insomniac thing, getting up “for a while” before 6:00 7:00 and coming in here.
Poor Deb. I’m tempted to take a well nursed Sadie and a couple jars of food to my grandmother’s house, and leave Deb home to rest.
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