I was about to post how happy I was that Ella was sleeping through the night. We would put her down after her last feeding around 11 pm and she would sleep for six or seven glorious hours. I was so excited and kept saying how she would soon be moving into her own room, into her own crib. What a milestone it would be for all of us! So of course, OF COURSE, she decides to change it all up and make me a liar. She now wakes up after about four hours of sleep (FOUR!), which is just plain mean because I started to relish a full night's sleep. Now I'm up at 3 am again, changing, feeding and rocking her back to sleep. Sigh. I'm really crossing my fingers that it's a growth spurt (though at 2 months, I didn't expect it), and she's just temporarily requiring all the additional feedings.
On top of that, she's been exceptionally needy these past couple of days. She wants to be held constantly, and any extensive naps requires us holding her. And ON TOP OF THAT, she's starting to reject the bottle. The bottle that signified a few hours of freedom for me and the special nights out for just me and Adam. I'm hoping I can slowly get her back onto the bottle, especially since she's been wanting to nurse every two hours.
Oh, Motherhood, how lovely and unpredictable you are! This is definitely life teaching me to be more flexible. Schedule? What schedule? I'm lucky if I can get out the door without being spit up or pooped on. But at the end of the day, she breaks into that sweet, sweet smile and my heart is butter, and every middle-of-the-night-feeding, change-of-clothes-for-the-third-time-today, and milk-stain-on-our-sheets is so totally worth it.
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