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I keep thinking about things to blog about regarding my new life as a mother of two, although it still doesn't really seem like my life yet since mostly we just linger around the house all day. I start working part-time again next week and I'm anxious about losing even more energy. Serious zombie walking around here. And as I tell him he is driving me crazy this morning for not going happily back to sleep (baby D being the reason for the zombie movements) he smiles and coos at me. Yes guys, a tender moment brought by the cutest smile on the planet. No reflexes, he just loves me.

However, as I talk to him, I can barely keep my eyes open I'm so tired! This apt has been great for us except NOT for the newborn phase. We can't cry it out because everyone including the neighbors will be able to hear him. Mr Smith can't go elsewhere to sleep since the couch that came with the apt is small and the room doesn't have a fan. So we're stuck in the same room with him, which is what the important specialists encourage, but it means we won't sleep. Outside of crying every 2 hours where nursing is his source of comfort, he also grunts & snores making other hours challenging as well ALTHOUGH I can at times get him to take the paci so at least I don't have to nurse EVERY hour once  the 3 AM bewitching time hits. I sure hate comfort feeding. But it's growth spurt time and I don't want him to cry it out so what do I do!? I end up holding him for at least one hour in the night because he is so restless otherwise (asleep but grunting like crazy).


I need a robot me that can clean, organize and go on walks while the other me sleeps.

A dear, wonderful friend sent some funds so I'm thinking some upgraded baby gear (that rocks itself and plugs into the wall) and gripe water/probiotics might be where we start next. I hate not knowing what will work or what is truly the issue, but I guess it's trial, error & time. Lexi is pretty cute when he cries, I'll hear "Coming Dallin!" and she runs over and sings some of the bedtime songs we sing to her, like "Lullaby" by Eclipse and it makes my heart happy. He really doesn't cry that much, but something definitely bothers him in the evening /  early morning. He is an awful sleeper (and even napper as of late); but I'm not sure how much worse than Lexi. Lexi gave us about 3-3-2 stretches at night, but she was doing random 4/5 stretches around this time too. She did make lots of noises and we held her a lot outside of the cradle as well though.



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