Uh...who stole my precious, mellow little boy?

And traded him with this demon child.

Okay, not really, but man....growth spurts are rough on everyone! Especially mommy's poor boobies. Monday & Tuesday were NOT good days to put it lightly. I couldn't imagine trying to leave the house. Yesterday, every single time we stopped nursing Carter would scream bloody murder & act as if he were starving. He was literally only going 10-20 mins. between feedings & then  would literally nurse for 30-40 mins. I seriously do not even know if he was procuring any milk during some of this time. He also did not sleep AT ALL yesterday unless it was a 5-10 min "cat nap" then he would immediately wake up & demand to be fed again. He would treat every single session like he had never before eaten in his life. By the time daddy got home at 6pm this mommy was ready to hand off the screaming baby for a little bit & make a solo trip to Target where I bought a pump. Did I actually use said pump yet? No. After my solo 50 min trip out of the house I felt a lot better & had renewed resolve to stick to my original plan. I am going to stick it out with EBF until Carter is 4 weeks old. It's only another week & a half away. I know we can definitely hang in there after a day like yesterday.

After all that eating, crying & not sleeping the poor little bug passed out cold at around 9:15PM. This mommy was in bed at 9:30PM just knowing that I was going to woken up shortly to feed. Well color me surprised when I awoke out of habit at 2AM to not a single peep out of baby boy. I of course freaked out a little bit & went to check on him. He was still sawing logs! I tried to wake him & see if he was interested in eating, but NO GO. All he wanted to do was sleep. He did not actually wake up & ask to eat until 4AM. Yep, that's right.....I am a horrible mom. I let my kid sleep for 7 hours without eating. He pigged out at 4AM & was back asleep by 5:30AM where he then slept until 8:30AM. Today he is back to his normal self & happy as a clam. We even went out to lunch with the GGs (Great Grandma & Great Grandpa) & then to their house. Carter loved playing with Great Grandpa! He definitely still favors his Momma though & has yet to give anyone else a REAL (eyes open/alert) smile, not even daddy. Carter was soo good that I was even able to make a quick trip to Walmart on my way home!

I guess the point of this story is to say that I am feeling so much more confident as a momma knowing that even on the roughest of days I can hang in there & ride it out with my baby. I didn't let frustration win out. And I am proud of myself for keeping my resolve. I definitely think that a trip to my work is in order to get this kid weighed & measured at some point this weekend. I have to see what all that pigging out amounted to! =)

I should have measured the kid last night! He must have grown another 1/2 inch in his sleep. =)