The Little Lady used to sleep so well. But maybe that was because of her jaundice.
She did not sleep so well last night. Ergo, I did not sleep so well last night. (It's fun to use "ergo" in a sentence. When I am sleep deprived, simple things make me happy.)
It's not easy to burp her at night. Partly because she's sleepy, mainly because I'm sleepy. So I keep her upright and try to burp her. She does not burp, but I keep dozing off, which makes me scared that I'll drop her. So I figure I've kept her upright long enough (usually between 20 minutes to 40 minutes) and I put her in the cot. So she spits up milk. Which makes her hungry. So I nurse her. Then I try keep her upright and try to burp her. Then I doze off, which makes me scared that I'll drop her. So I figure I've kept her upright long enought and I put her in the cot. So she spits up milk. Which makes her hungry.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Life with a new(ish) born is tiring.
