Yay! BabyN let me sleep through the night! He didn’t wake up at all until eight this morning, and then we both fell asleep again until after ten. Aaah. Relief. I’m sure he’s thinking the same thing.
Unfortunately, I woke up to an allergy attack. My wonderful husband has advised I take a Benadryl (one of the few sneezy meds that I feel comfortable taking while breastfeeding) and go sleep it off this afternoon. He’ll watch the boys, when they’re awake, during that time. Shoot, yeah, I’m taking him up on that offer! As soon as BabyN wakes up, I’m feeding him and then crashing myself.
By the way, speaking of breastfeeding (we were, weren’t we?), several people have mentioned casually to me that they assumed I would be weaning BabyN pretty soon now. You know, now that he’s getting a mouthful of teeth, I won’t want them that close to such a sensitive area. Especially since he’s shown sadistic biting tendencies in the past.
I answered those comments both times the same way: No, I’m not planning to wean anytime soon. If BabyN decides to be stubborn and keep biting even with correction, then I may be forced to. But I’m not planning to wean him until he’s at least a year old, and hopefully we can make it long past then. I don’t feel like it is anywhere near time for that yet, and it’s not going to happen unless he chooses to self-wean or I’m forced to because he’s mutilating my chest (which by the way, he’s gotten much better about).
Oops, there’s BabyN awake from his nap. Time to feed him and then take one of my own. Yay for weekends!