Twelve Hours

So last night Ruby slept all night long. From seven pm to seven am.

It would have been glorious, except that the thing about breastfeeding is that your body remembers when your baby is supposed to eat. So at 4 am, I was awoken by tender, engorged boobs wondering why Ruby wasn’t up yet. Didn’t she know it was time to eat? But when you’re engorged because baby is dropping a feeding, the worst thing to do is pump all the milk out because it keeps your body in the same rhythms, and I’d rather like my body to get used to this whole not waking up at night business. But everything was too tender to sleep, so I pumped less than an ounce to take the edge of the pressure off, and that was enough to get me back to sleep.

Even with that little hiccup, Ruby sleeping through the night was still really great. If she could repeat this feat tonight, I think we may be onto something. It’s been a little over two weeks since we moved, and Ruby having her own room seems to have been the metaphorical magic bullet to curing pretty much all of her sleeping problems. I’ll take that and be very happy with it.

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