The Middle Chapters

This two kids thing is tricky. Sleep is getting better, but work is heating up. D and I are playing the blame game. I said things I'd been thinking about for a while. I was surprised by what he had to say.

Geeze, you get what you want, but its not as easy as it looks.

Apple is turning into a mostly good napper and nights are getting more regular. D still has first shift - whether he's done with work until 4:00 am, then I get 4:00 to 8:00. Apple typically wakes between 10-11 and 2-3. If its been an easy night so far, then the 4 o'clock hour is often sketchy -- up a lot. He's waking up for the day at 6:15. I love splitting the nights. While I'm not getting a lot more sleep than if I took the whole night -- either D brings Apple in to nurse or Apple cries until he does (even if D gives him a bottle) -- which was from 2:15 to 3:45 am last night, I really like the fact that the whole thing doesn't fall on me. I think D likes being able to sleep in.

As for my weight - I chalk it up to nursing two (yes, I'm still doing it) and never sitting still. I'm planning to return to 3/4th time at work in June. We'll see if I balloon up with all the sitting and lack of nursing. I hestitant to buy clothes that fit, but it is nice when my pants aren't falling down.

Here's a quick post while Apple is down for a nap (!) and Bacon is watching Word Girl. (We watch way too much TV, but I can't figure out how to handle 2 without it.) Apple went into his crib in his room with weekend. D and I are splitting the nights; meaning he wakes me only once during his shift for a feed otherwise I'm off until 4 am. I still seem to be crazy tired, but I'm a lot less grumpy. The shared burden of nights makes me feel a lot less angry and hostile. Apple is getting better at taking his naps unconnected to a human body. In fact, he was getting a bit cranky, so I swaddled and nursed him, then laid him down. After about 3 minutes of crying, I gave him his pacifier and he seems to be down. Who knew it was that easy?

I'm now down to my lowest weight in over 5 years. I can't remember my weight just before the miscarriage years. I'm 8 pounds lighter than I was in the summer of 2003. Miscarriages just suck when it comes to weight -- or rather the gaining, then not losing, then gaining, etc.

D is still working crazy hours. He comes home around 6:00. Hangs out with us until the kids are in bed and then works until around 11:00. He thinks that a break may be in sight after the end of next week. Boy, that would be nice.