Oh my goodness, I barely slept last night. Ms R decided to be up with me a lot of the time. I am still nursing. Mostly because it is the right thing to do. Sometimes, when I loose track off the right thing to do, I do it as a calorie sink. Other times, when I don't care about that (which is often, or I would do something about my weight) I do it because I am too lazy to get up and get a bottle in the middle of the night.
That is right, the middle of the night. Well, that isn't totally true. It is 4am. Always with the 4 am wake up. She sleeps 8 hours, so that is a pretty full night. But there is something about 4 am the speaks to ms R. So Brendan goes to get her and brings her to bed. There we sleep and eat and sleep and eat. It is restless, but we don't have to get up.
B was through the night in 6 weeks. A was up and down, but not in our bed after 5 months. I made sure of it. Now, R... it is 10 months and she is still there, cozy. Cuddling. Looking for some skin on skin warmth. Argh! Spoiled. The youngest are always spoiled.
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