Morgan Kate

One word. Why.

Why would I go and change things if there wasn't anything wrong in the first place? Why would I go and disrupt Morgan Kate's schedule when everything was moving along quite nicely?  Why would I do all of this only hours after immunizations?

Why? Because I am a new mommy. Because I am still learning. Because I am human.

Last night was our first attempt at letting Morgan Kate sleep and wake us up when she was hungry. As I was lying (laying?) in the bed wide awake at 1am all I could think about was, "How am I going to know if she is hungry?" Now, I know this may seem like a ridiculous question - it sounds ridiculous just saying it out loud, but it was on my mind for what seemed like the entire night. You see, we have never, ever, let Morgan Kate tell us when she was hungry. Because of her weight and need for calories we have had to feed her on a pretty tight schedule. She gets fed long before she has the chance to get hungry or cry. Every twenty minutes last

night I would wake up and listen. 

Around 2:30 she started making some pretty loud grunting noises. She wasn't c

rying, but grunting and squirming. I thought to myself, "This is it, she's hungry." I went to the kitchen, warmed her bottle, went to her room and...found her fast asleep. Go figure. Maybe I should have let her sleep, but I went ahead and fed her. I mean she is eating this high dollar formula and I can't just toss it down the drain. She woke up enough to eat and then started to drift off back to sleep. I tried burping her and she started screaming. The screaming continued for about thirty minutes. I wasn't sure if her stomach was bothering her, if she was too tired, if her legs were sore from shots. I didn't have a clue. I eventually got her back to sleep and I headed for the bed myself. Oh, and by this time it was 3:30am.

Around 7am she started crying again. I jumped up, warmed the bottle and headed for her room. She was awake this time, but not really interested in eating. After a little "dinking" and rocking I was able to convince her to take her bottle. She ate, burped and went back to sleep. At 10am she was up for good. She was wide awake and smiling and I felt like I had sand paper in my eyes. I did not sleep well at all. I just kept waking up and wondering why in the heck I thought changing our schedule would be a good idea. Personally, I don't mind getting once at night and I pretty sure Travis doesn't either. I actually like feeding her at 1am. It's very quiet. I pray a lot during that time and I whisper all my thoughts to her. I even spend an extra ten or so minutes loving on her after she is all done. Last night just felt all wrong.

Needless to say I quickly got us back on schedule and I don't intend to change it again until she is feeling lots better. Who knows? I might still be waking her up at 1am when she's three. Just kidding.

The moral of this story is - "If it ain't broke, don't fix it."

She has had a pretty rough day today because of her immunizations. She has even run a slight fever. Poor baby! She has been quite cranky and just wants lots and lots of loving. I happen to be thrilled about the loving part, but every now and then even Momma has to take a potty break. 

She might not have felt good, but she sure looked cute.

Oh, and these are especially for Uncle Owens and Uncle Kyle. She happens to be just as fascinated with them as I am. Pay close attention - neither one of them will touch any part of her other than her foot or leg. It's hilarious.