So there have been some great developments in the sleep department over here. As you all probably remember, we’ve been feeding Ava every 3 hours around the clock – so 8 times a day since we came home from the hospital back in February. And thankfully Jason does the 6 am feed, but I still found it exhausting to stay up till Ava was done her midnight feed and then be up again at 3:00 am for an hour. Thankfully I do get so sleep into 8 am or so in the morning – so it’s wasn’t like I wasn’t getting any sleep at all… however!!!
And then when we were at Sick Kids back on Mar 13th, the dietician had told me that if I added formula to my milk that it would increase Ava’s daily calories enough so I could skip one of her feeds… and as tempting as that was, I never could bring myself to do it. First off, at that point Ava was refluxing like crazy, and then she got a cold and I just didn’t think her sensitive tummy would handle the formula well. So I just resigned myself to our sleep-deprived schedule and consoled myself by the though that it couldn’t last forever.
So then I was very surprised and excited when we were back in Toronto last week and Paula – our amazing Nurse practitioner with the Single Ventricle Team – said that since Ava tends to tolerate volume over increased calories with formula, we could try to give her more of my milk per feed – and if she tolerated it OK then we could go on to skip a feed. Now that sounded like a plan! And with the dietician on board, as soon as I got home I started trying her on the increased volume and it worked awesome. Ava kept all the milk down no problem – and I got to start skipping a feed… fabulous.
So now I skip her midnight feed so I can actually go to bed at a decent time (when I’m not blogging.. haha) and then I just get up once in the night to feed her and pump. Jason still gets up for the 6:00 am feed (thanks hon!) and so I actually get some good sleep and I now feel rested in the morning – and that means I’m starting to feel like a normal person again. And my mom is here today and she said that she can tell I’m sleeping more because I’m more alert – and probably not as touchy – although she’s nice enough not to mention that. 🙂
And our little Birdy is growing, slowly but surely…. she is now 11 pounds 3 ounces! She is definitly getting bigger, can you tell?
And I just praise God that He provided this solution – and I think everyone here is benefiting from the fact that Ava is getting more milk and I’m getting more sleep!
As in, I tend to give in to my children. If they ask for something and I can’t think of a good reason to say ‘no’ I typically say ‘yes’ – to Jason’s chagrin. But in my defense I will say ‘no’ when it really counts or when I really have too. It’s tough, but I power through. So back to me giving in to my children, this is how they went to sleep last night…
Erik and Will together in a play-tent that is WAY to small for them on their floor in their room and…
Sarah and Sophia squished together in Sarahs’ toddler bed.
And even crazier than me letting them doing this – when I thought for sure that I’d be having to seperate them – is that they all fell asleep like the little angels they are. Well sometimes they are angels, sometimes they are the opposite of angels but last night they for some reason didn’t distract each other and fell asleep rather promptly.
I think it’s because they are’t dumb and didn’t want to ruin a good thing when they had it. Nighty-night!
I miss my camera! And I’m finding it hard to blog without having pictures to weave my posts together… it’s requiring much more thought and my brain on 6 or so hours of sleep per night is not managing that well. And it’s not all the kids fault that I’m not getting that much sleep, most of the problem is that really don’t like going to bed at night. I like the quiet house and enjoy the time with Jay, and sometimes I’m just TOO tired to put myself to bed. But the kids aren’t helping. Sophia has learned the word ‘hungry’, and that’s what she has been at 6:30 this morning and 5:30 the morning before… and to hear her little plaintive voice saying ‘hun-gee’, ‘hun-gee’, motivates me to crawl out from my warm cozy bed like not much else will. And then even though I try desperately to resume sleep after, it’s disjointed and restless and so the end result – a very tired mom. Tonight – tonight is the night that I will get my act together and go to bed early – yes, it’s true, really I mean it, going to bed early, yup, I’m all over it.
But the kids are good for a laugh even though I can’t take pictures of them. Like yesterday when Sarah thought she would help and wash some dishes and solemnly declared that it really is a good idea to take your shirt off when washing dishes so that it doesn’t get wet – and then proceeded to do so. It’s a good thing she’s four – and it’s a good thing I don’t ever plan on following her advice. But then she went on to say, WELL ACTUALLY if you really want to do it right, you would put your bathing suit on… which I thought was very resourceful of her, but was thankful it didn’t come to that. And I’m glad that my dish-washing skills are such that I have never been required to do so myself… bathing suit season year-around… that give me chills.
In other notes I have an amazing friend who is NOT reading my blog right now because it’s Lent and she’s giving me up… WELL ACTUALLY, she is limiting her computer time so she can spend more time with her family which I happen to think is wonderful (she’s outlined it here in her blog). But she willing shared some of her family time with me today and took care of the girls for me for an hour this morning. And wonder of wonders while I was writing this entry, she sent me this…
A Sophia pic that she took this morning! Thank-you Christa! How did she know I was in Sophia-pic-withdrawal along with my camera withdrawa? I have this feeling that a post is never complete without a pic of my littlest sweetie-pie.
Well I’m hoping that my camera and I will be united soon, I’m also hoping the snow will melt and my house will magically clean itself, but I would settle just for my camera.