Sleep? No, we never get enough.

K and I are both dragging today. Last night, E was waking very frequently.  I got up about every half-hour from 11:00-2:30.  Then, at 3:00, I couldn't do it anymore.  He had bitten me pretty good and I just ended up crying on the edge of the bed, willing him to go back to sleep. So K took E out to the living room and sat with him for an hour and a half until he settled back down.  I could tell he was feeling it when I left for class this morning.

E is almost five months old and his longest stretch of sleep yet is four hours (and that was about two months ago.)  He has been teething and two popped through in the last week.  I'm sure this contributes to it, but waking up about every two hours is very difficult when you really need to be focused throughout the day.  While its true that you get used to the sleep deprivation, it isn't fun when your brain needs to work and you can't concentrate because you just want to nap.  (Yesterday, I ate tropical skittles and drank Diet Coke during lecture just to stay with it.)

I'm also breastfeeding the little fella, so I'm the one to get up with him.  K is great about getting up if I ask him to, or if I'm just exhausted and I roll over and poke him out of bed.  That being said, 90% of why E cries at night is hunger, so it isn't worth K waking up to turn around and have the baby handed to me to nurse. We have tried doing the bottle thing at night a few times, but in the time it takes to warm it up, E is full-on wailing! With his teeth now through, once he can sit up a little better, we'll try some cereal and see if we can't fill his little belly more before bedtime.

Here is a video from my youth that accurately describes my position:
"Sleep" by Riley Armstrong