My dear husband stayed up until 4am to feed him his bottle to make sure he didn't wake me up crying. I am one lucky girl for that, trust me I know! I really felt great. I fed Ollie and went back to bed. I woke up at 10 am feeling like a semi-normal person. So amazing! I even spent the day trying to take it easy so I wouldn't over do it like I love to do so much. And then thanks to an email from one of my great readers, Cooper's Mommy! At her insistence I still took a nap this afternoon when Ollie did. I probably would not other wise, so thank you my friend for the email. I am typing wide eyed and bushy tailed thanks to you!
There is not enough I can say about the direct correlation I feel between sleep and depression. If I'm tired I feel agitated and at times hopeless. When I am rested I think there is hope and I can do this mommy thing another day. The breast feeding is still killing me, but I am just not ready to throw in the towel yet.
Oh, this whole first time mom thing is such a learning process and adventure. While it is anything but easy, I do love being a mommy to my super human baby boy!
