I am exhausted. As I've mentioned previously I haven't slept for longer than four hours in the last three months. Just in case you're thinking "that doesn't sound so bad", let me remind you that sleep deprivation is used as a form of torture. In an effort to get the Muffin Man to sleep for longer than two or three hours, I decided to try giving him some formula at night. Prior to this, he's been fed only breast milk, as I happen to produce enough for triplets (incidentally, if you'd like to try a breast milk daiquiri I have freezer full). We've received numerous free samples of formula since we came home from the hospital, so I threw a couple scoops into Noah's evening bottle and hoped to score six hours of sleep. Well, the joke was on me, folks. The dairy-based formula upset his stomach (I don't eat dairy, so prior to this the kiddo has never had milk, even second hand) which led to him being up every single hour with an upset stomach. So now I'm twice as exhausted and have a diaper genie full of baby diarrhea. I suppose it serves me right for putting my desire for sleep ahead of my poor kid's well being. I know he'll eventually sleep through the night, I'm just hoping it happens before I have a nervous breakdown.
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