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Sleep When Baby Sleeps
It seemed as soon as I discovered I was expecting, Ella began nursing during the night much more frequently. What that looks like: switching back and forth from one breast to the next, tossing and turning, kicking off covers, whining, moaning and slapping me in the face with her flailing arms.
Right off the bat I began getting less sleep.
I would stare at the ceiling while Ella nursed until I had nothing left to give her. Still she sucked, all the while pinching my opposite nipple – a bad habit I will be sure to nip with the next one.
I’ve dealt with lack of sleep before. During pregnancy and over the past almost two years of Ella’s life, I haven’t slept an entire night through. In many ways, I’ve adjusted to less sleep. Or at least, I had adjusted.
But this is a whole new ball game.
Being tired from lack of sleep has now combined with the toll it takes on a human body to grow another human body inside itself at a rate of 10,000 cells per day.
In short, I’m living for 3 people (make that four if you count my fiance!).
Eat a Lot of Small Meals & Drink Plenty of Water
That sounds really nice, and really easy, in theory! It is not always that easy.
I am a stay at home mom with a 22 month old daughter.
My fiance works from home, in an office just a few steps away from the living room. Really, I have it pretty darn easy. Eric eats breakfast with us every morning, goes to work between 8-9 and pokes his head out a few times between then and lunch (which we also eat together).
However, this doesn’t mean the dishes get done (no dishwasher) or I can get lunch made before hunger strikes.
And if I don’t eat before hunger strikes – and strikes is a perfect word to describe what happens – LOOK OUT.
Simply put, if I don’t eat, I am a mess. A nauseous, “all systems failing” type of mess. I go from happy mom to monster mom in 30 seconds. Not a pretty sight.
I’ve learned a thing or two since my first experiences with this kind of suffering. The cupboards and fridge are now (usually) stocked with dates, crackers, goldfish, ginger tea, bread and yogurt.
Well, that’s all folks. My time here has reached it’s limit. Time to go pick up Ella Rose from Grandma’s house (thank gawd for Grandma this morning!).
I’d love to hear from you. How did you handle bouts of nausea and lack of sleep mothering while pregnant?