Sunday, August 30, 2009

I Know Y'all Want Pictures, But...

So much to blog about, so little time.

June still has her days and nights mixed up, so there were several nights this week where she really took it to us. It's not that she's been screaming or crying the whole time when this happens, she's just wide awake, is only happy in any given position for a few minutes, and wants (okay, demands) to be held constantly. And preferably in motion. So, after each nighttime nursing session, Joe and I take turns bouncing, walking, swaddling, and shhshing for HOURS to get her to nod off. And then we look at the clock and realize that somehow it's already time for her to eat again.

Neither of us does well with sleep deprivation at all (who does?), and of course Georgia requires lots of our energy all day long. We've been so fortunate to have abundant help from friends and relatives thus far (I did not even have to think of "what's for dinner?" once this week), but even so, by Friday night I appeared to be a walking zombie. Joe and I have each hit the wall physically and emotionally at points during the wee hours - amazing how a snuggly little 8 lb. bundle can do that to you. I did consider logging on here at 4 a.m. in tears at one point earlier this week but thought better of it, thank goodness. (Yeah, Joe knew it was time for a shift change as I sniffed, "She doesn't like me!")

All of this is to say that we've been going to bed around 8 p.m. every night in the hopes of catching a few zzz's before our nighttime drill begins.

Which is my long-winded explanation of why you're going to have to wait a little longer for me to upload more pictures.

[Well, that and the fact that after finally getting a better night's sleep last night (THANK YOU, JUNE, PLEASE REPEAT TONIGHT!) Georgia's naptime today was spent bottling about 44 bottles of home brew. But that project is a story that'll have to wait for a different day, too...]


benandsherie said...

Oh Kate, you are a superstar. Joe too. And if it makes you feel any better, 18 months later, Ben & I can finally stay up past 9PM - barely - but you whipper snappers are much younger than us ;-)

Sara said...

Oh, dear. This will pass! I remember when Lucy would be staring at me wide-eyed at 4am...I finally just decided I would watch tv and not worry about sleep. (I still remember the PBS series I watched...something about Ann Boleyn). But then again, I didn't have a 2-yr-old to take care of all day. Phoebe, thankfully, did a bit better as a newborn. Will June be happy in a swing? I swear, with Phoebe we put the swing in our room and buckled her in there, all swaddled up, and went back to sleep. Whatever works, right? And if that fails, well, there is always caffeine. Lots and lots of caffeine.

Danni said...

Reading about this makes me tired. If I were still there I'd come take all the little ones for 24 hours while you guys slept. And I'd drink your homebrew while I did it. So maybe you wouldn't actually let me do this.