The exhaustion was crushing. My thoughts were mush. Everything hurt. My emotions were volatile, to put it very, very mildly. Tony walked in one night to the room where I was feeding Simone. I was sobbing. Simone was sobbing.
On exhaustion: two words came immediately to mind that worked for all of Adria’s friends in Manhattan: night nurse. I will happily pay for this when her time comes!!!
My oldest nursed every 1 1/2 hours. My first night of sleep came at 6 weeks when I had an emergency appendectomy.
On exhaustion: two words came immediately to mind that worked for all of Adria’s friends in Manhattan: night nurse. I will happily pay for this when her time comes!!!