I said "other". I work FT and currently my daughter is reverse cycling. She will eat a maximum of 6 ounces at DC (usually closer to 4) when I am gone for 9 hours...she eats very little "food" at this point (still in the tasting stage even though she is almost 9 months old)...so when we are together she has to make up for lost time which means all night nursing is the norm around here.
On the bright side I never have to stress about pumping "enough" because I always pump more at work then Niamh will eat. I feel extremely blessed to have escaped having to obsess about my supply and never having to even give a millisecond of thought to having to use <shudder> the "f" word. So in that way I am incredibly grateful that night nursing works so well for both of us and amazingly enough I somehow manage to get enough sleep even with nursing all night long to function in the WOHM world that I currently inhabit.
But sometimes I think back fondly of my DS who slept through the night at 3 weeks old...and of course I had the luxury of being home with him until he was 10 months old instead of having to go back to work at 4 months the way I did with Niamh.
And sometimes my skin is crawling and I just want to roll over and get some sleep without Niamh attached to me
: and sometimes I will even try to roll over and usually Niamh makes me turn back because she is genuinely hungry at this point...but every once in awhile she will give me a blissful 2 hours sleep instead
Ah....but I must admit that I feel pretty smug most of the time that she prefers ME her flesh and blood momma to some horrible bottle (and it makes me feel like maybe I am still essential even though family circumstances right now make my value outside the home more critical then being allowed to stay home with my babes) and when I get to feeling that way I pet her head full of soft fuzzy hair and crane my neck over to give her a kiss on the top of her head and then try to sleep while she eats
So I guess I have pretty mixed feelings about night nursing