My five month old nurses. All. Night. This wouldn't be so terrible if he was happy to nurse on one side for any length of time, but I feel like I spend the night as a rotissere being flipped from side to side.
After having to change sides 46+ times last night as he demanded (I stopped counting at that point because I just knew that if I got to 50 I would cry) my quality of sleep is nonexistant.
This will change, hopefully before he's 18. Right?
(He's my third, and he's by far my most high needs baby.)
After having to change sides 46+ times last night as he demanded (I stopped counting at that point because I just knew that if I got to 50 I would cry) my quality of sleep is nonexistant.
This will change, hopefully before he's 18. Right?
(He's my third, and he's by far my most high needs baby.)









