Last night was a very bad night.
For the past 3 nights, Wallie has been up partying like a rockstar from about 2:30AM until 6:00AM when she finally passes out. She goes to bed at 7:00-7:30PM and sleeps until about 11:00PM when she wakes up, nurses a little then goes back to sleep. Up until this point, she would wake at 2:00AM and then 5:00AM (just like Bunny at this age) and the go back to sleep. Now, she's wide awake at 2:00AM and will not sleep unless my boob is in her mouth. If I take her off the breast she kicks and screams her head off.
Last night was the last straw for me. After her 2:00AM nursing, she started laughing and blowing wet raspberries. So cute and funny! NOT. I popped in some earplugs and told J. he was on duty. He got up with her and took her to watch SportsCenter for an hour. (I'm not religious, but thank god for J.) He actually used to do this with Bunny and claims it is an important bonding experience. After an hour she still hadn't fallen asleep so he brought her back to bed where we did the boob dance until 6:00 when I finally begged J. to take her again so I could sleep. He woke up with Wallie, made Bunny some breakfast when she got up, and let me sleep in until 8:30.
This morning I woke up with a stiff neck and haven't been able to move my head. I took a half a Vic@din and it's a little better. I know it happened because I'm tired and I'm sleeping in the same "laying-down-nursing" position all frickin' night long.
I'm so done with co-sleeping. Wallie needs to sleep in her own crib. I wasn't ready before, but after three days of this, I am. Argh, but her room is still not done (taking off 3 layers of wallpaper is a BITCH), and doesn't look like it will be anytime soon.
If she would only take a bottle or eat cereal I would slip in some baby roofies.
(Note: I have to spell pharmaceuticals weirdly or I get pharmacy spam.)