Parenting Magazine

Dead Tired

I remember a time when pulling all-nighters every night wasn’t such a chore.  I shouldn’t say chore the reasons for being up all night right now are quite legitimate with the furnace being on the fritz and needing to feed or change Sarah nearly hourly.  I just sat here holding her for more than an hour after she fell asleep, waiting for Smorty to come back up and glad I had the time to do it.  With Liam so much of his early life was spent in the hospital then the feeding tube I feel like I somehow missed out on things with him.

While there was a lot of convenience to the feeding tube, simply pour the formula into the bag, hang it, and let the machine push it, I am glad we aren’t having the same sort of GI issues with Sarah.  I think she might have a slight case of reflux, but nowhere nearly as bad as he did.  Hopefully, when we see her doctor on Friday, we can address that issue. While I can most certainly say I don’t want her to have a feeding tube, there are days where I don’t think I would mind having one.  The benefits of taking that half a pot of cold coffee all at once are obvious to me.  While I wouldn’t want to give up eating regularly, pouring one of those nasty tasting protein shakes directly into my belly when I need to eat and Sarah is fussy certainly seems like a fine alternative too.

I digress though.  I got to spend an extra hour simply holding my girl, and it was a moment I’m glad for.  While some will criticize me for some things I have chronicled here that she may later read, I am fine with that, because I know she will just as likely read this post one day and see I did enjoy my time with her once she was born.  Well she is asleep now so I am going to take her back to her room now that the heater has made it toasty warm, then i am going to crawl back into bed and just maybe get another ninety minutes of sleep before Liam decides he needs breakfast.