Human Pacifier No More: Day 1

**My daughter using me as a pacifier: Human Pacifier

Last night wasn’t that bad, but I think that was because I had mentally prepared myself for a sleepless night. The whole day I was a little nervous, because I love my sleep; without it I get grouchy, develop a pounding headache, and I walk around talking gibberish not able to really focus.

11:30pm: She finally went to sleep. She’s usually a late sleeper, which I don’t mind, because I’m a late sleeper as well. Put her into her bed, woke up my 6-year-old, who fell asleep on the couch, and walked her to her bed. Baby girl’s bed used to be right next to my side of the bed, but tonight, I moved it into my 6-year-old’s room. We only have two bedrooms. Joys of base housing.

2:30am: Baby girl woke up crying. Three hours, not bad. Walked into her room and saw her standing up crying. I rocked her for a few minutes and put her back down.

5:30am: Woke up crying. Three hours again, not bad. Walked in to see her standing up and crying again. I thought it was going to take only a few minutes again, but nope. This time, she wasn’t having it. She would cry just a few seconds after I would put her down. Took me 30 minutes to finally put her down without her fussing.

6:30am: She woke up crying. This time, I was sleeping for only 30 minutes. My husband was already awake getting ready for work, so I figured I just wake her up instead of rocking her back to sleep. Picked her up from her bed and went into the living room. She was surprisingly in a good mood considering she barely got any sleep. She was playing with her toys and smiling.

7:00am: Fed her some breakfast; a mixture of dry cereal and apples, bananas, and plums.

8:00am: Breastfeed her, and she is now sleeping. I debated if I should take a nap too, because I feel like I’m drugged, but my oldest is already awake and I don’t feel like leaving her when she just woke up. So instead, I drank some shakeology, and now I’m enjoying a cup of coffee. I’m praying that I’m not a total zombie today.

Human Pacifier

I been breastfeeding for almost 9 months, and everything is good. However, I turned into her human pacifier. It started when she was around 7 months old. I was really tired one night, so when she woke up I laid her next to me in my bed and latched her on and went to sleep. When I woke up, I would put her back into her bed and that’s how the vicious cycle began. I knew she wasn’t waking up to eat, because as soon as she latched on, she would fall back asleep. She just needed me for comfort.

I know some moms wouldn’t see a problem in this, but our 6 year old already has problems sleeping on her own. She’ll start off in her bed, but will sneak into our room in the middle of the night. When she doesn’t have school, I gave up on arguing and she’s allowed to sleep with us from the start. Although we have a king sized bed, my back hurts in the morning because I’m in the middle of two kids. Plus, my husband and I just want our bed back. We want that space to be just ours again. I was a human pacifier to my first daughter and she still has sleeping problems 6 years later, so I’m trying something new this time around.

My baby’s bed used to be right next to me, but I just moved it back into her room, which she shares with her sister. I figured since my oldest doesn’t even sleep in there, it shouldn’t be a problem if my baby cries because I’m not giving in. I have already prepared myself mentally for this. I even told my friend about it in case she tries to hang out with me and I look like crap because I’m exhausted.

I already put her down to sleep, so all I can do is pray for patience, and hope that this goes by quickly.

Motherhood in a Month: June 13th

8:25am: Baby woke me up. She was in a good mood, and so was I since she let me wake up later than usual. Anything later than 7am is sleeping in to me. Hubby and I were up late with friends. They left around 2:30am, and we went to bed shortly after. I woke up still feeling tired, and with a little headache; probably from all the margaritas I had last night. Despite the lack of sleep and the small hangover, I still felt ok. After I had my shakeology and coffee, I felt a little better.

It’s 10:41am now and I still have my headache but I can still function. My daughter wanted me to draw with her and I had a fun idea. We took a bunch of papers, stapled them together, and I told her let’s make a book. We each took turns adding to the story. She started off the story with three girls playing, I added the second page with the three girls playing on the swings. My daughter loves to draw and make stories, so I thought this would be fun, she loved it. I don’t do enough of this kind of activities with her, and I’m planning on doing a lot of them this summer.

We have a party later today at 6pm. Our friends are moving away, so we’re having a going away party for them at the base pool. We’re already sunburnt from the other day, so I’m not sure if I’ll be swimming. I think we’ll just be lazy at home until the party, plus hubby is already falling asleep on the couch.

11:30am: Put baby in the carrier and went walking on the treadmill while I watched Orange is the New Black. Baby slept the entire time and woke up when I was done. Typical. We had ordered lunch from Popeyes delivery an hour earlier so it finally came shortly after I was done working out. Ate lunch, washed dishes, and now  breastfeeding baby. I’m hoping she naps because I’m tired. Nap time for mommy too. 

We finished our family book. It was actually pretty fun. The story ended up being about three girls having fun at the park, having sleepovers, and going to the beach. 

   
    

Motherhood in a Month: June 12th

Damn, I didn’t finish yesterday’s post again. It was a very eventful day, and when night came, I was tired. I’ll post some of yesterday’s pics in the end.

7:00am: Even though it is summer break and I don’t need to wake up to get my oldest ready for school, my baby woke up anyway. Sleeping in is always wishful thinking for me. My perfect morning consists of my husband watching both kids, and I’m sleeping in a totally different place where I can’t hear the kids; maybe in a hotel where I would use strictly for sleeping. If only.

I made my shakeology and coffee and was texting my mom and cousin and breastfeeding all at the same time. Multitasking at it’s best. We’re going home to Hawaii next month, so I’m planning days to see my family. My cousin is flying in the day before and I would love to see him since we’re both going to be home at the same time. Anyway, my baby fell asleep at the boob and I really needed to go to the bathroom, number 2. Put her down in her bed and rushed to the bathroom. About a few seconds into it, she wakes up crying. I tell my oldest to keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn’t fall out. I would remove the basinet off of the playpen, but my arms are too short to put her down to sleep if it’s not there. But yet, she can stand on her own, so I’m always running as soon as I hear her wake up. So I had a super fast bathroom break, and as soon as I enter the room, she stops crying. I can never stay annoyed my babies. When I see that I have such an affect on them, my heart does a funny thing. I picked her up and just hugged and kissed her. I love my babies.

It’s 8:34am now and we’re just pretty much hanging out. My oldest has a dental appointment at 1pm, so we’re just being lazy bums until then. Baby is chewing on her toys, and the other one is drawing. Ah, I love summer break.

Went to my daughter’s dental appointment at 1pm. Everything is all good except one thing, which according to the doc, we can take care of after our vacation. We went to the exchange afterwards. I told her she could get something since she was so good during her appointment. She got fingerprint. I got two tank tops, which were on sale! Headed over to the commissary to get things for dinner. Then went to the shoppette because I want to try recreate Chili’s tropical sunrise margarita. Hopefully turns out good. 

Made dinner, folded laundry and now breastfeeding baby. She had a fever so we gave her medicine. She’s acting fussy but hope it goes away. 

Here’s some pictures from yesterday’s beach day.

Motherhood in a Month: June 8th

7:00am: Alarm woke me up. Baby was in bed with me. We had a rough night. She’s teething, so she was very uncomfortable last night. She woke up every hour in her bed. Then when I tried to nurse her in bed and co-sleep, she grumbled and whined. Her bed, my bed, nothing worked. I’m exhausted, so when I woke up I knew I was desperately in need of coffee.

7:30am: Made my shakeology and coffee, and got out a jar of Bananas and Strawberries for the baby. Multitasked and fed the baby, drank my shakeology and coffee, and made sure my oldest was ready for school. Thank goodness this is the last week of school. I love summer time; I get my babies with me all day, and I get to sleep in.

Thursday is the last day of school, and I promised my daughter since it’s a half day that we can go to the pool afterwards. If the pool is closed then we can go to the beach. That is, if it’s a nice day. It’s been raining lately, so I hope mother nature gives us a break this week.

Now I’m breastfeeding baby girl in hopes that she takes her morning nap already so I can exercise.

So she didn’t take a nap. I managed to do a 15 minute HIIT workout, about 20 minutes of the sculpting workout, then she started getting fussy. Put her in the carrier and walked on the treadmill for about 35 minutes. She took a little nap in the carrier but as soon as I put her in the bed she woke up smiling. 

Lunch time was a little frustrating. I was starving, probably because I worked out extra, so all I wanted to do was to pig out on my spinach omelette and turkey bacon. Buuuuut baby was climbing all over me, falling down, crying, whining. I just wanted to scream, but I was too weak. I was so hungry. 

Now, my 6 year old is home playing with her friend and baby girl fell asleep at the boob. Just when I thought things were good, my oldest gives me attitude. She always acts like this when a friend is over. Brat. 

Motherhood in a Month: June 5th

6:30am: Woke up to the sounds of my husband yelling. I thought it was my daughter, but when I finally got out of bed I learned that it was at my cat, who apparently threw up 4 times in 4 different places. My husband was trying to get ready for work and was annoyed that he had to clean up the mess 

Braided my daughter’s hair. She has splash day at school today and her long hair always gets tangled when she plays in the water. She has been looking forward to this even for a while now. Last night, she couldn’t stop talking about it. I’m surprised she went to sleep because she was so excited.

  
It’s been a while since baby and I have been up this early, and in a good mood! I usually feed her baby food only for lunch and dinner because in the morning we’re both too sleepy and grouchy. Decided to take advantage of our early good moods and fed her some banana strawberries.

  
Around 7:30am she started getting fussy, so I breastfed her and she is now passed out in my arms. Hopefully I can get a workout in while she naps. 

Sooooo, she didn’t take a nap. When I stood up to put her in her bed she woke up smiling. I’m assuming her way of saying “Just kidding! I’m not tired!” I started cleaning and she was screaming the whole time. I didn’t stop cleaning though because if I did the mess would bother me. When I finally got her, her face was all kinds of gross haha. Snot, spit, and tears everywhere! Had to breastfeed her to calm her down. Again, not sure if she’s really hungry or if I’m just her human pacifier. 

  

My baby is 6 months old and she’s already crawling, sitting up by herself, and she can pull herself up and stand. Might not be fast to some parents, but my first daughter was late at everything, so this is advanced to me haha. Now that she can do all of this she’s always climbing all over us.

   
 

11:30am: she finally went down for a nap. I rushed and did my workout. Cardio, a little bit of weights, then abs. She was surprisingly still sleeping so I started a load of laundry, ate lunch, and finally folded the clean laundry that was sitting in baskets in our living room for a week. 

1:00pm: She still sleeping so I’m just watching old episodes of CSI and waiting for the other load of laundry to finish. 

    

She slept for 3 hours! I had to wake her up so we could pick up my other daughter from school. Came home, finished and folded 3 loads of laundry, made dinner, ate dinner while watching Supernatural. Took a shower. Hubby went out with friends to celebrate their promotion. Now I’m waiting for baby to go to bed so I can do my nails. I managed to do my oldest daughter’s nails and that was a struggle because my baby was climbing all over me. Ahhhh, go to sleep!