joy

So I'm happy to report that after all my whining about Kai's sleeping, he decided to sleep for six hours in a row last night before his first feeding and then three and a half hours after that! I woke up at about 4am thinking, whoa! Is it really 4am? Unfortunately, I also woke up so engorged, my entire left side hurt and I couldn't get back to sleep. I couldn't bring myself to wake Kai up to feed him, so I got out of bed and pumped instead. Nine ounces later (more than I've ever pumped from one side before), the ache had subsided enough to crawl back into bed for 45 minutes before Kai finally woke up wanting to be fed. Which was good because it allowed me to empty my other side too.

So yeah, last night was awesome. I'm hoping it continues and wasn't just a one-time thing, but I guess we'll see.

I'm feeling a lot better about life in general this week. I think Kai's reverting to waking up every two hours during the night last week just really discouraged me. I, irrationally, took it personally.

Changing the subject completely (and I do mean completely), I'm watching a show called '10 Years Younger' and I'm marveling again at how attached people can get to their hair. It's always strange to me how some people actually cry when their long hair gets cut even an inch or two. Maybe I don't get so emotional over it because my hair grows so stinking fast. Anyway, that's just my random observation for the day. :)

I'll leave you with a picture of my thug baby...