For those of you who can't resist the urge to ask me if Avery is sleeping through the night, here is a slice of my life from the past 24 hours...
In case you hadn't guessed, I hate being asked if she's sleeping through the night! It's a sore spot, literally! I have a sore neck and a sore attitude. Or would that be sour attitude? Both, actually!
Tuesday night, down at 9:30 in crib
Wake at 10:30 in crib -- soothed back to sleep, not picked up
Sleep until 12:45am in crib, nursed, put back into crib asleep
Wake at 2:45am, soothed back to sleep, not picked up
Wake at 3:15am, nursed, put back to sleep in crib
Wake at 5:30am, soothed back to sleep, not picked up
Wake at 6:15am, put into bed with me
Wake about every 10 minutes until 7:30, nursed at 7:30, up for the day
Nap from 8:30 to 9:10
Nap from 12:30 to 1:15
Nap from 3:45ish to 5:40
Nursed to sleep at 9pm Wednesday night
Wake at 10pm, soothed
Wake at 11pm, soothed
Wake at 12am, nursed and put into bed with me (had to go to work this morning)
Wake at 2:30am, forced Jed to soothe. He probably doesn't remember
Wake at 4:30am, nursed and put into crib at 4:50am
Slept in crib from 4:50am to 7am (WHO-HOO! Too bad I had to get up at 6:00!)
Slept with Meredith from 8am to 10am
Just called and she's sleeping and has been since 12:45.
WHEW. All I can say is Thank God for coffee.
