Why in the world did I wake up at 6am?

I've been up since 6. I know this is really no biggie. Unless you have breastfed a baby every couple of hours and you cling to the hope of being able to stay in bed until 8am. That's me. Baby M has given up food. All food. She is protesting and will only take the boob. Ninny. The breast. Whatever you may call it in your house.

How do I feel about being my almost 8 months old only food supply? Well, and if you get technical, everyone in the house. EXHAUSTED is how I feel. But I love every minute of it!

Last night was B2's scouts ceremony. It was really good. I am glad that B2 has this time with his dad! They both enjoy it.

Christmas will be here before we know it. 14 days. Two weeks. About 353 hours. Not that I am counting. I found this countdown to Christmas clock.

2 comments:

Tara said...

Ahh, yes. The joys of breastfeeding 'round the clock. Men will never understand what that's like. My son would eat for thirty minutes every hour and a half for the first three months of life. You do the math on how much free time I had.

Tara
http://theyoungmommylife.com

Supermom said...

Hi Tara,

Thanks for stopping by my blog. I am off to check out yours!

Michelle :)