Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Today lacks potential

This post is all about boobs. Bye, Dad!

For the first time in 2.5 years of nursing, I have a plugged duct. Well, that's not true, I've had them before, but I've been able to get rid of them easily. This one, not so much. So, what I mean is, for the first time in 2.5 years I have a *really* plugged duct.

So far using the rice bag, massage, and nursing haven't helped. Ack. What do I do??? Tylenol? Then what?? I do not need mastitis. That would be BAD.

I also got like no sleep. Claire is teething - she woke up twice before we even went to bed last night (she went to bed at 8, we went to bed at 11:15, so she's sleeping like an hour and a half at a time). There is no reason for you to think that this situation was corrected by us going to bed, it only got quieter because I was right there to nurse her all freakin' night, rather than having to go all the way upstairs to do it. Yuck.

And as if that wasn't enough, with the advent of a more reasonable bedtime, MG has decided to start getting up at zero dark thirty. I think it was 5:30 this morning, and that's just B.S. If she doesn't stop, we're going to make her bedtime 10:30 or 11 pm, just so I can get some sleep.

And she doesn't just wake up and lay there, oh no. She wakes up, comes in our room, and feels me up. She takes my nipple and rolls it between her fingers (just the very end of it) to wake me up. It makes me want to throw her out the window. It feels SO bad that it continues to feel bad for about 5 minutes after I scream at her "Stopitstopitstopit or I will beat you!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and she stops. It's HORRIBLE. Then she says, "I can pat the nurse," and just puts her hand on the non-nippular part of my boob. While this is better, it's still a boundary that I'm not real cool with (especially now that she's weaned, she really needs to just get over them already). So then I say, "Nonononono, leave my nurse ALONE!" and then she cries. Then she wants to lay on my arm in such a way that it would probably feel better if my shoulder went ahead and broke, already. Then she wants me to rub her back. Then she wants me to rub her feet.

Remember, this is the child that I spent two years crying over, I wanted her so bad. I could've spent all that time sleeping. I am such a moron.

I am going to hog tie her tonight, put her in bed, and listen to my iPod while she screams. I'm going to leave her there until 10 am tomorrow.

*sigh* No, I'm not, but I'm going to want to. And the best part? Allison's back today (YAY!) so I get no nap (BOO!). Maybe I'll go to a hotel and sleep for a few hours. Hell, who needs a hotel, I could totally sleep in the back of the van.

You know, I just might.

(Seriously, plugged duct advice will be greatly appreciated!!)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hahaha I was reading this blog at 'oh dark thirty' while William was sleeping. Your description of MGs antics made me laugh so hard...I thought I was going to wake William up! The word "non-nippular' really sent me over the roof! Hahahahaha

Love you, Barbara