Inspiration usually hits me in the most inconvenient moments. Like when I am in the bathroom. Or when I am trying to make that little voice in my head shut up so that I can go to sleep!
Last night it hit me. But this time I came prepared! I ran downstairs and wrote on my journal.
This is what I wrote last night on my journal
Jake woke up crying again in the middle of the night. I was working on my computer in the kitchen so I let him cry it out. You see, lately he’s been waking up again at night to nurse. This usually happens when I’m about to go to bed anf I’m exhausted .
The crying stopped so I ventured into the room (he sleeps in our bedroom) to grab my pair of pants. Boy saw me and the crying began. I thought he wanted to nurse so I got ready for him to only discover he had woken up due to a full, stinky diaper!
I changed his diaper and nursed him to help him calm down.
We have a routine when it comes to nursing. He knows when it is time. He recognizes his boppy pillow. As soon as he sees me sitting down & placing the pillow around my waist, he turns his head away from me, throws his legs behind me, arms down and lets his body fall backwards onto the pillow. The right hand goes behind mommy’s back. And lately he tries to tickle me, not on purpose.
The left hand goes straight for the breast. Latches on and he is calm. He squeezes in a certain spot which causes the milk to squirt continuously.
And he falls asleep.
I hope we can begin sleeping through the night again. I’m going to have to let him cry himself to sleep again. Worked before. I might have to sleep on the couch again! All for the greater good, right?