More of the same, unfortunately…
- 6:30PM: Bed.
- 8:30PM: Woke up, DW tried getting him back down several times and we just gave up and went to bed. We were pretty exhausted anyway. (No Downton Abbey for us last night!)
- 11:30AM: Woke up and wanted to nurse. I told him no, go-go is night-night and he cried pretty hard for about 5 minutes. He was really angry and ended up head-butting me in the face, so there were two of us crying. DW took him to the other room to walk him around and got him back in bed and asleep.
- 1:15AM: Woke up. DW got up to walk him around and like 5 minutes later, the m%$#^$^g smoke alarm in our room went off AGAIN! Now, I said it happens occasionally, and it does, but usually maybe once every 6 months or something. So there is something really wrong with that thing. ARGH! So, DW ended up taking him to the other room. I was pretty groggy during this time, so not sure how many attempts were made to get him back to sleep, but at 3:15AM, she failed and I got up with him. At 3:45AM, I got him back to sleep.
- 6:15AM: Up for the day. DW got up with him and I got another 1.15 hours sleep.
I’m so at the end of my rope here that I really truly wanted to nurse him after the alarm went off just to get some sleep. DW wouldn’t let me, so I didn’t, but I SO would have. I need some uninterrupted sleep and I need it now. Between the alarm and the cats and the head-butting and so on, I feel like I’m about to go nuts at night. Going to bed is like entering a torture chamber. I’m only exaggerating a little bit.
On the bright side, there was no nursing last night between 6:30PM and 7:30AM. I can hardly wait to see what night 5 brings.