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I honestly don’t know what to write about tonight. I’m so tired of all the same problems, I don’t want to get into them in any way… yet again. My husband was actually pretty great tonight when he got home. He said to me directly, ‘I love you. You know that my poor communication has nothing to do with you or with my love for you.’ And he said this while holding me (after I asked him to hold me for a minute), increasing its impact. It seemed like he said it because he understood why I needed to be held, that I was very much not okay after the lack of communication and my being left alone for longer than expected yet again. (Not to mention he had the day off of work, so we should have been able to spend time together. Though, that didn’t happen, and he got home as late as usual, roughly when I had wanted to be getting ready for bed already.)

He is dealing with a lot. I am dealing with a lot. We were both already dealing with a lot in the first place. Now it has increased.

God, please, help our baby to sleep in her own bed well again. Give us all great sleep each night. Help us to be our best selves. Make us well and keep us safe and whole. Help us to feel like a family, and to be a family. Thank you for our home and this life. In your name, we pray. Amen.

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Instant gratification

Is it nature or nurture?

When babies are born, they cry until their needs are met. Adults, and women especially, are wired to respond to the cries immediately and with haste. We cannot fight the instinct – not for long, anyway – of resolving the cries and needs of a baby. (Now, I don’t mean toddler, but baby.)

So, is this not a situation showing that instant gratification in part of our nature? (And, even, that crying gets us what we need?)

How bizarre… I mentioned this to someone yesterday at my physical therapy appointment. It was very odd for me to consider, and the woman agreed. Because, if we are wired for a sort of instant gratification, not only does that explain why we have such a hard time of kicking it as we grow up, but it also calls to mind the question of whether we are even meant to give it up. Is it something meant to serve us on a deeper level in life, and we just have been misplacing or misinterpreting it? How could we be better at life if we used the natural desire for instant gratification to our benefit? How could it actually be to our benefit?

I shall be thinking on this.

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Beds

My baby has been sleeping with me the past few weeks. I don’t prefer it as a whole, but it gives me multiple hours more of sleep each night. It isn’t great sleep, but it averages to much more sleep than I was getting before, when she was in her crib even the first part of the night.

You see, when she sleeps in her crib, I have to be awakened slowly and miserably by her cries and lug myself, sleep deprived, into the other room at least twice a night. Then I have to sit in the chair in there while she nurses and keep myself awake, so that I don’t drop her (a real fear that I’m not willing to risk). It usually take 20-45 minutes to get her back to bed, nursing included. Oh, but it also usually take about an hour to out her to bed in the first place, because she keeps not being done nursing. So, I end up with stints of only 2-3 hours of sleep throughout the night. Super sucky. It makes 10 hours of sleep feel like four. It makes four hours of sleep also feel like four. It just leaves me utterly exhausted.

And so, I started just bringing her into my bedroom the second time she woke up during the night. The time I was beyond tired and had clearly left her crying for more than a few minutes because I couldn’t physically wake myself up enough to move. (Despite being awake mentally, due to the crying.)

That made a positive difference in how I felt each day. I was a step above miserable, but it was still a massive improvement.

Then, I was beyond tired one night, and I just lay down on my bed to nurse her before putting her to bed… and then I just went ahead and turned off the lights and went to sleep myself.

And I’ve been doing that ever since.

I’m still tired, but now I’m just tired. I’m not a miserable mess all day, every day, simply due to sleep. I’m not crying constantly because I can’t regulate myself and my emotional reactions. I can function now. Not greatly, no. But I am functioning again. And it feels awesome.

Of course, it makes me wish I had even better sleep. Because, though I stay in bed almost the whole night – I do have to get up to pee at least once, if not twice, still – it is a slightly disturbed sleep. I always have to keep tabs on the baby. But I only have to hit half-consciousness whenever she wakes, crying, and pull her toward me. Then we both fall right back to sleep while she nurses, and neither of us has to open our eyes, even.

Anyway, time to sleep now. She’s passed out in my arms. I tried putting her in the crib, but she freaked out and screamed a bit. So, she’s been nursing again while I sit on my bed, and I’m too tired to stay awake anymore tonight. Unless my husband wants to surprise me by coming to check on us – unlikely – she’ll be in here again for the whole night.

God, guide us all to sleep better than we have been sleeping. Heal our fears. Guide us clearly and kindly always. Close the case quickly in a positive direction for us, please. Show us our exact next steps for this all, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Teenage Mentality

Though it can be terrifying when it happens, I think it is always a positive thing when an adult finally hits the point of breaking out of a long-time teenage mentality in regards to life.

Thank you, God, for their safety. Please, continue to keep them safe and well and whole. Thank you for our home. Please, keep it safe and well and whole, too. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Mean Moms

Why are women so mean? I was walking towards a pair of women who were roughly my age, one of them pushing a double stroller. I was pushing a stroller. I looked right at them, attempting to wave and say, “Hi.” They purposely avoided looking at me.

Why are women so mean?

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Bird strike

Well, one of my fears has been realized. Fortunately, everyone is well and safe, and all will sort out well and in a pretty straightforward manner.

Though, I guess the birds are definitively not alright… Ha! I’m a total dork.

Thank you, God. Please, continue to keep us safe and make us well. Help us to spend quality time together while building positively toward and for our future. In your name, we pray. Amen.

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Bedtime nursing

My daughter regularly makes noises similar to fussing while she nurses just before we go to bed at night. The decibel and length of time it lasts changes from night to night, but she seems to do it just about every night now. Think about the sound you might make if you ‘don’t wanna’. The whiny sound on the inside, without opening your mouth. It kind of lilts.

That’s the sound she makes. Again and agin in all different versions. While she nurses.

Sometimes, she even bounces while doing it…

No clue…

God, thank you for our family and safety. Please, keep them both well and safe. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Bedtime nursing

My daughter regularly makes noises similar to fussing while she nurses just before we go to bed at night. The decibel and length of time it lasts changes from night to night, but she seems to do it just about every night now. Think about the sound you might make if you ‘don’t wanna’. The whiny sound on the inside, without opening your mouth. It kind of lilts.

That’s the sound she makes. Again and agin in all different versions. While she nurses.

Sometimes, she even bounces while doing in…

No clue…

God, thank you for our family and safety. Please, keep them both well and safe. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Climbing

Our daughter attempts to climb our headboard as we talk, lying in bed. This is the first time we have done this in what feels like a very, very long time. It is wonderful, and it is everything I have been missing in my bedtime routine these past months.

Thank you, God. Please, keep us safe and make us well and whole. In your name, we pray. Amen.

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