Frustration

First let me say that I nearly choked my co-worker yesterday when she complained of being tired because she had too much sleep. I wanted to bitch slap her three ways to Sunday. I know, I know, she doesn't know what I'm going through, yadda yadda yadda, but when you're this tired, logic isn't always there.

With that said, obviously our sleep issues are continuing. In fact, Kate hasn't been the same since we returned from Boston.

She is up most of the night and is now biting me at feedings which, as you may have guessed, is as horrid as it sounds. Now some of you may ask "why are you still nursing?" And to be honest...it's complicated. For those of you who have nursed a child, you understand that it's not easy to stop, emotionally. I have nourished my child for the now seven months she's been alive and to come to the realization that I can no longer do that is a tough pill to swallow. I love the connection we have when she's nursing (and not biting). It has, however, become a frustrating experience now that she is biting. I still want to supply her with my milk, so I think a temporary solution will be for me to pump a few times a day and feed her by bottle. She can bite those all she wants. I also think that she may concentrate on eating more and therefore will be more satisfied so she'll sleep better at night. I will still nurse her in the evening before bed.

The stress of the feeding issues and the no sleeping for both of us has put us on edge and honestly, I feel like I'm on the verge of tears every moment lately. And oh yeah, factor in my INSANELY STUPID work schedule. Is this what the beginnings of a nervous breakdown feels like? I'm beginning to think so. People keep telling me that it will get better. My question...is when?