Thankful Fridays: Being loved
This week has been somewhat a nightmare for me; the boy has been refusing to sleep, day and night. The only times he falls asleep is in my arms. Actually I don't mind holding him for naps, I love watching him sleep and feeling his gentle calm breath on my skin. But at night, I need some rest. He's been able to sleep in bed with us the last few months. He wakes up every two hours or so to feed but I don't mind cos he falls asleep quite quickly after he's satisfied. This week though, it's been almost hourly feeds and I can't really put him down to sleep. Well, this could be some adjustment cos we are trying to move him to sleep in his cot (we're finding it a bit of a squeeze to have him in our bed). And I suspect he's going thru a growth spurt this week too!
So I have been feeling like a zombie the past few days. In fact, I lost my cool two nights back because I had been trying to put the boy down for more than 2 hours already and we had been going through the *feed-fall asleep-put down to cot-angry cries-mummy pick up- latch-fall asleep-put down to cot* cycle for the Nth time.
Last night, F told me to just let the boy sleep in our bed. Having the boy back on our bed helps me cos I don't have to get out of bed and walk(or run) over to the boy's cot which is in the room connected to ours. Guess F can tell how exhausted I am already. It was really a relieve for me. Somehow, the boy managed to fall asleep in bed with us. I can finally sleep with a comforter over me. And before I fell asleep, F gave me a big hug and thanked me for taking care of the boy. I melted then. It's a very simple and small gesture. But that's all I needed; I felt loved and appreciated :) This man, I love.
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