Jacob is more excited than ever and is looking forward to a special visit to the hospital next week. The nurses in the birthing center agreed to a private tour since he’ll be attending the majority of the birth and staying with us afterwards. He’s feeling like a very special big brother, even though he’s somewhat resorted to “baby” ways these past two weeks. While we were all sick we welcomed him back into our bed and I’ve allowed him to nurse on demand (which was six times a day for nearly a week). I’ve enjoyed cuddling with him, but find my breasts to be quite sore, and I think now filled with a bit more milk/colostrum than they’d been prior to our nursing frenzy. This is not altogether comfortable at this point because he went abruptly from six or so sessions a day back to one. I’m happy to have been able to make him as comfortable as possible while offering some form of liquid to help keep him hydrated during his bouts of vomiting and diarrhea.
The baby has kept me up many hours each night this week. I’ve been dreaming more vividly than ever and waking with a start as a result of many dreams. I’ve been unable to find a comfortable sleeping position and have been kicked awake many times a night. The only good thing about sleep is that I seldom have to get up to journey to the bathroom. I seem to be in there all day long, but somehow most nights I can get away with one trip when Rob gets home. All I can think is that this is quickly drawing to a close and that soon, sleep or no sleep, I’ll be able to hold my new little bundle of joy.