The last few nights with E have been awful. I’m not sure whether he’s teething, getting sick, or some combination of the two. Monday night was the worst. He was getting up every 45 minutes to nurse, except he wasn’t drinking, he was comfort nursing. It was tearing me apart and by the third or fourth time, I was touched out and irritable. I tried giving him a pacifier, but he’s too smart for that and got upset. He got so upset that he was up for about two hours crying and fussing. I was an hour and a half late to work the next morning 😦
I love E and I love nursing him. I honestly didn’t even mind the overnight feeds since working away from home doesn’t allow me to nurse during the day. I can’t handle this! I woke up this morning saying that I’m ready to wean. I know I don’t mean it, but I’m frustrated and tired. All the stress and lack of sleep, combined with the hormonal drop that comes with my cycle, have made my supply plummet. I stink like maple syrup thanks to fenugreek. I even had to dip into my freezer stash! Hopefully this is temporary and will end in a few days. I just wish it could’ve happened over a weekend instead of during the week.
I realize that nursing will have its ups and downs, especially as he gets older, but this week has been hard. I haven’t felt touched out in ages. I realize that the constant night feedings aren’t that bad when compared to nursing a newborn, but it’s a huge change from the way he’s been nursing for the past 6 months. I just have to keep telling myself, “This too shall pass.”