Currently feeding 6wo DS2 for about the billionth time today. He is overtired and grumpy and screams in outrage if I dare to hint at sleep. When he eventually gives in (through feeding / rocking / white noise of course), and I lay him gently down following an appropriate wait, he wakes up.
I have mastitis and of course was up loads last night with above little ruler and really did want / need to rest today while DH was off work.
Yet almost every random stranger I meet tells me to enjoy every moment and that newborns and these days are the most precious ever.
Really?
Are newborns not just cute little assholes? Give me an older baby / toddler any day, at least they entertain. Saying that, I can hear DS1 kicking off downstairs cos DH won't let him eat his pasta bake standing up. So admittedly, he can be an assholes too.
Do people just forget how relentless the early days are? Or AIBU not to savour every moment? Including when he gets sick in my bra? 