DD1 has been sleeping horribly lately, and went down for a much-needed nap when we got home from the chiro today. Sophie was tired, so I nursed her and got her down about 45 min later. Ahhhhh, time for my nap, right? I ran out and emptied out the car, then laid down. I had been asleep about 5 minutes when Sophie woke up 
:. Despite the fact that I burped her forever, she had spit up in the co-sleeper. Okay, fine. I'll just lie in bed and bring her in with me. No. She wriggles and writhes and cries. She's bearing down and I can tell she's gassy. I give her some gripe water, do the homeopathics, and rub some castor oil with lavender oil on her stomach. Try to lie back down in bed, but she is fussy and squirmy. I sit up to see if she needs to burp. She starts rooting, despite the fact that I nursed her an hour before. Whatever. I nurse her again. She nurses for a while, then gets all squirmy. I sit up to burp her. She starts bearing down. Right as she poops, she spits up probably everything she just ate. It's running down my back, and poop is leaking onto my leg.
Sigh.
I change the poop, change her outfit, change my shirt. DD1 has now been asleep 2 hours and I don't like to let her sleep longer than that for fear she will be up all night.
So. The question is ... why on earth did I even bother lying down to begin with? How presumptuous to think I might actually deserve a little sleep.:
:. Despite the fact that I burped her forever, she had spit up in the co-sleeper. Okay, fine. I'll just lie in bed and bring her in with me. No. She wriggles and writhes and cries. She's bearing down and I can tell she's gassy. I give her some gripe water, do the homeopathics, and rub some castor oil with lavender oil on her stomach. Try to lie back down in bed, but she is fussy and squirmy. I sit up to see if she needs to burp. She starts rooting, despite the fact that I nursed her an hour before. Whatever. I nurse her again. She nurses for a while, then gets all squirmy. I sit up to burp her. She starts bearing down. Right as she poops, she spits up probably everything she just ate. It's running down my back, and poop is leaking onto my leg.Sigh.
I change the poop, change her outfit, change my shirt. DD1 has now been asleep 2 hours and I don't like to let her sleep longer than that for fear she will be up all night.
So. The question is ... why on earth did I even bother lying down to begin with? How presumptuous to think I might actually deserve a little sleep.
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. If things don't get better soon, I've considered hiring a post-partum doula to come and handle Sophie for a few hours here and there so I can rest. The plan right now is for dd1 to go with mil on Sunday and dh to take Sophie for the day (bringing her to me to nurse) and I will hopefully be able to get a bunch of sleep.
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