Sick of Being Sick

So, here I am, up way too early.  And I've been up now for almost 2 hours.  Being sick and having a sick baby are pretty much the worst.  TG has lovingly passed on his RSV to both The Husband and I and we are suffering for it.  And TG has been waking up once a night since he got sick which only makes sleep harder to come by.  Of course, The Husband is TERRIBLE at being sick and whines and moans and complains, so that doesn't leave a lot of room for me to receive any sympathy for how lousy I feel.  As the one who also has to get up with the baby, since I'm the one with the milky boobs, it also creates a situation where The Husband gets the opportunity for more sleep.  So, I run around, sleep deprived, feeling like shit and now also harboring resentment at The Husband for getting more sleep and then COMPLAINING about how tired and sick he is.  It makes a girl want to cut someone.

Babies Rule.....sometimes

TG is a pretty great baby.  He's pleasant most of the time and he's super fat, which just equals cute.  But, now he super wins because he's sleeping through the night on a pretty regular basis!  This started when he was around 3 1/2 months old, but was only off and on.  And now that he's 5 months old, it's the norm!  He has his slip ups now and then, but it's hard to complain when I know some of my sister's babies weren't sleeping through the night until they were much older.  

The sleeping nights thing, though, has wreaked havoc on my poor boobs!!  Here they are, used to waking up once or twice a night and being drained.  So, unfortunately, it's many a morning when I wake up to painfully swollen boobs.  And, though, it's getting less often, lots of leaking!  It's not very comfortable to wake up to wetness, most especially to the kind that is fully capable of curdling.  I guess the plus side is that our bed sheets are washed more often than they've ever been!  Ha!

What the what?

Omigosh! That TG slept so great last night! I know that writing about this will now make sure that he doesn't sleep well for many nights, but it was just so amazing! I put myself to bed at just after 10, but TG stayed up a bit later with the dad. And then HE SLEPT UNTIL A LITTLE AFTER 5 A.M.! Wha??? How did that happen? I don't know, but it was lovely! I even made the dad go check and make sure he was breathing when I woke myself up at 5! Strangely, I'm more tired today than the days when I only end up with 6 hours of sleep! Ha! Life is strange.