Aunt Heidi had an excellent suggestion, which I implemented, and which blessed my life exceedingly. She said when I was up in the night with my baby feeding and changing and burping and changing and feeding and rocking and feeding and burping, to just put in a movie. It was a brilliant suggestion. I'm up for about as long as a feature-length film anyway.
So I went to bed with the movie loaded, the changing and feeding stuff out, and my inflatable donut on the couch. It was wonderful. I watched Return to Me last night. Whenever Heidi fussed, I picked her up, we went into the front room and turned the movie back on. I didn't want to go to sleep when Heidi did, and I couldn't wait until she fussed again. I'm pretty sure I beat the system.
