I'll say it I'm exhausted! Usually Burton does okay at night, but he has two problems: he likes to eat and he has tummy issues. He doesn't stay up wide a wake, but he has never even close slept through the night.
He usually wakes up every 2 hours to eat (and Burton wonders why he is fat?!) sometimes he does 3 hours which is wonderful, but last night he did 2 hours. Which 2 hours would of been okay if it wasn't for his tummy...
When his stomach bothers him he grunts, stains and pushes! He isn't awake when he does this, he is sleeping. But the only way we both sleep is I have to sit up with him proped up on my shoulder and pat his back because his pushing wakes him up and sometimes makes him gag. And it has gotten better since he has gotten older, but last night it was bad. So from about 2 am on we spend our night like that. And guess how restful it is to wake up every 5 mins to pat your baby's back....answer: it's not restful at all.
Now that you know about my night, when I woke up this morning, guess what the last thing is that I wanted to do today? If you said doing anything I'll take it because truth be told, all I wanted to do was lay around and get fat. But the very last thing I wanted to do was go running!
But I did it! And mostly I did it because Burton was awake so I had no chance of going back to sleep, but also because I knew accomplishing something would make me feel better. And it did.
I wish I could say that it was an amazing run, but it wasn't I was probably more pathetic than yesterday.
Or that I didn't stop and walk at all because I did.
Or that my run wasn't as slow as an old lady mall walker, because it was.
But I did it and as a new mom sometimes that is the best I can do and I'm okay with that.
*Also, Burton enjoyed it (but who wouldn't if they were being pushed in a shaded stroller).
*one more thing here is a picture of my adorable baby!
