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Bet Update

With only one more night to get through before the end of Bet #2, we're both still in it. There have been a few scary times, but mostly we both feel like we've been doing better than ever. When we get back from our holidays, maybe we'll start a new bet.

Steve Pavlina wrote about us in his latest blog entry because we bought him a flat panel monitor to thank him for inspiring us. If you read my old blog, then you probably saw that this is my third attempt to get on the sleep schedule. However, each time I gave up because I felt like it was impossible. Seeing Steve do it gave me the determination to press through the hard part, and now here I am on day 45+.

I'll be going to my grandparents house for Christmas, which will pose a unique set of challenges. Mainly, the others in my family aren't particularly supportive of this decision, so they certainly won't help me wake up. My solution is to pay my little cousins to wake me up. I'll post some updates from there to let you guys know how it goes. As it stands, it's 11:30pm the night before I have a morning flight, and I haven't even started packing. So much time to do everything I need to do... it's fantastic.


On Toddler Breastfeeding

Sometimes I'm fortunate enough to snooze in the morning while Desmond is nursing. This happens, maybe, once a month ;)             

Cosleeping and breastfeeding is a powerful combo. When Desmond wants to nurse, he just sorta swats at me, I pop out a boob, and he latches and does the rest. Neither of us fully wake. And if we do, we're back to sleeping immediately. Most of the time I couldn't tell you how many times we nursed that night, nor do I feel overly tired from being disturbed. Of course, on days when Desmond is teething badly or very unsettled we don't sleep well. After an average night of nursing we both wake up rested. If I had to guess how many times I nursed at night I'd say somewhere between 5-10 times (between Desmond and Chase). When Chase was young, we tried the conventional approach to sleeping. He was in another room in a crib. I had to drag myself down the hall each time he woke up. Worst sleep of my life. I am so grateful we found another way that works so much better for us. You have no idea.

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