All day: Andrew sleeps
8:53 p.m. I declare that I'm going up to bed. I'm really tired.
9:00 p.m. Andrew awakens. Looks around. Wants to eat.
9:01-11:00 p.m. Andrew eats on and off. Does not sleep. I do not sleep either. I get pissed.
11:01 p.m. I start to lose it because I didn't nap and need to go to BED, dammit and why are you still awake?
11:02 p.m. The crying starts.
The crying continues.
11:10 p.m. I go downstairs and try to feed a bottle of formula. Boobs are empty. Diaper is clean why the HELL is he still crying? Perhaps he didn't like the curry and broccoli in my dinner.
11:12 p.m. Andrew drinks part of bottle. Cries.
12:00 a.m. He finally falls asleep. I fall asleep.
1:00 a.m. Becca is awake and screaming. I ignore it. Andrew wakes up. Nurses again. I thought having formula before bed made for longer sleeping times!? NOT!
2:17 a.m. Becca is awake and screaming. I disengage from the bed and the baby and stumble, dizzily into her room. There is nothing wrong. She is just crying.
2:19 to 4:02 a.m. I sleep. Finally.
4:03 a.m. Andrew wakes up to nurse. Again. He refuses to nurse laying down. So I have to sit up. I fall asleep all slumped over.
4:43 a.m. Becca cries. I wake John up and make him go in there. Andrew wakes up.
5:45 a.m. John's alarm goes off. Andrew and I finally, finally get settled and fall back to sleep.
6:45 a.m. Becca is awake for the day and sitting in a giant dirty diaper. Andrew continues sleeping throughout the morning (NOT FAIR!)
Good morning! How much coffee is too much? How much toddler TV watching is too much? Because I think I'm about to find out.
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