Kiersten’s Blog

Yesterday morning ended well.  I got a little extra sleep, which was definitely much needed.  This morning didn’t go so well.  Ashton decided at around 2 a.m. that it was time to eat.  I expected that.  We hadn’t gone to sleep until after midnight so 2 came all too soon.  But I’m used to it.  Usually I stay up until his late night feeding and go right to bed and sleep until his early morning feeding.  The problem this morning came when he woke up his big sister with his hunger cries.  As I was in the living room feeding the baby, she was calling me from her room to come and rub her back.  When I was done nursing (which, by the way, isn’t so pleasant on its own right now) I took the baby in her room and rubbed her back for a bit.  Finally I put Ashton back to bed, but had to return to the princess.  I juggled them, running back and forth for quite some time.  Once one was happy, the other wasn’t.  I would get one to calm down, and the other would wake up.  I was able to get a couple of winks in before the baby was officially up to eat again at 4:30 or 5.  Taylor decided to help me out around 4, and went into London’s room to help her go back to sleep.  I don’t think he got much sleep, lying in her bed with her, trying to convince her that it wasn’t time to be awake because the sun wasn’t up.  It was no use.  She never went back to sleep.  So she’s been up since 2:30 a.m.  Me too.  As for Ashton, well, he’s sleeping right now.  London’s watching her 3rd movie of the day.  I don’t have the energy to convince her to do anything else.