Well, last night was certainly a surprise to me. I fully expected the first night with no nursing to be a disastrous one with no sleep. I have never been so happy to be mistaken! Don’t get me wrong, it was not the ideal night by any stretch, but I couldn’t believe how well Knox did. Before bed, we gave him a cup of whole milk, which he’d been rebelling against until we added a teaspoon of chocolate syrup to it. Our pediatrician okayed this, and we figured if he liked it, we’d slowly cut it back until he’s drinking straight milk. Cow’s milk isn’t nearly as sweet as breast milk, so it made sense to me, and MAN did he like it! Like, wouldn’t let me take the cup from him, like it. See? (Sorry for the poor quality, I took the pic on my Blackberry and zoomed in too much)
This was a huge relief for me, knowing he wouldn’t be starving to death through the night. Then, we gave him some Advil for his teeth, and Trevor took him upstairs. It was my night to host bible study, so while I delved deeper into the book of Esther with friends (and Beth Moore via DVD), Trevor got Knox to sleep. That, just in itself, was awesome.
He woke up in about an hour and was initially very annoyed when I wouldn’t whip my boob out. He kept rubbing his face on the strap of my tank top, obviously not understanding the delay. After about ten minutes, he was over it and back asleep. After that initial waking, he slept in two-hour stretches before waking up. The awesome part? He didn’t freak out when I didn’t breast-feed him! I was shocked. I picked him up, and he’d be back asleep almost instantaneously. This meant I was only up for about five minutes each time and actually got some sleep. I’ll take that over our previous night any day of the week, thank you very much!
Hopefully it wasn’t a fluke and tonight will be better than last night. I will say that it is such an odd feeling to have to create a new routine. Our lives had revolved so much around nursing, it’s weird to cut that out. We were up at about 6:30, made Knox’s milk, he gulped down half of it (yay!) and we had a relaxing morning. I can’t remember the last time we got out of the house on time because I’m normally so tired I can’t function. This is a good thing.
The down side? Yowch, yowch, yowch! My boobs freaking hurt! I did pump last night before bed and this morning, which helped immensely. I only took about two ounces off each side, which believe me, ain’t much considering the size of these suckers. I felt like I was sleeping next to two boulders last night. My original nursing bras were D cups (they had shrunk a little since then), but I am literally spilling out of them. Well, I guess they’d be spilling out if they were soft like normal boobs, but they’re HARD, so they’re just kind of forcing the bra outward at an unnatural angle. Hopefully they’ll go down soon! I plan on pumping twice a day just a little until they go down, then decreasing to once a day. I’ll take any tips you can give me in that department! Thanks so much for all your comments about this weaning process and these sleep issues- they are so helpful and made me realize I am NOT alone, by any stretch!