I feel like a zombie. Not just in the "oh, I'm tired" kind of way either. I'm talking full fledged "I want to eat your brain" kind of zombie. To put it simply, I do NOT feel like myself the past couple days. I got too excited when Micah had a couple nights in a row of sleeping for 2-3 hour stretches in his crib with no problems. I got used to sleeping in my bed and actually achieving REM status. No more, my friends, no more. Two nights ago, I was up at 1:30 and stayed up. Between wanting to nurse a LOT, fussiness, diaper changes, and attempts to lay him down to sleep, Micah had me running all night long. I was hoping that it was a fluke and that last night would be much better. Instead, our all night party started at 12:30 instead. Yippee. My once calm and quiet little baby is now super-fussy at night and refuses to sleep in his crib anymore. Not sure what happened, but I'm determined to stick it out because I really don't want to end up caving and have to deal with trying to transition him to the crib when he's older. That's just a battle I don't want to have. I guess I just deal with the sleeplessness now.
In other news, we had Micah's newborn photos taken yesterday and I was completely shocked that he was wide awake, alert, and happy for the entire session. Isaiah's newborn photos were entirely of a semi-fussy asleep baby with maybe one shot of his eyes. Not Micah! It will be really neat to see how they turn out! Oh, and Isaiah had to attempt to steal the show, of course. After taking a couple photos of Micah on a pillow in the playroom, Isaiah jumped on and started hamming it up, trying to show his brother how it's done. Oh boy!
By the way, if you haven't read the book "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies" yet.....I highly recommend it.
