Early Bird Catches The Worm

I didn’t really sleep well last nite.

My baby fed at 12 midnite, slept n woke up at 2.30am. I don’t quite remember how long I fed him then..

Heck, I don’t even remember how I fed him cos I was too zonked out!

And then, somehow from 4.30am onwards, he just woke up every hour. I think he didn’t have enough milk. I am trying to increase milk supply by expressing so last night he did not have a lot to drink since most of it is saved in the fridge. ;)

As I was so tired I could hardly think. I just grabbed him, put him beside the nipple and left it to him to decide where or how to suck. I think he was tired too and he just anyhow suck and slept again.

Finally at 6.30am, he woke again, sucked and when he finally fell asleep at 7am, I decided to wake up and do some housework before he wakes up. I read somewhere that day that sales people who were lagging in sales just have to wake 30 min earlier everyday.

Well, I used to wake at 11am everyday when I was pregnant. During confinement, I would wake at 9am. I am waking 4 hours earlier now! I will SURE get a lot done man!

True enough, I washed bottles, vacuum, fold clothes, feed him again, reply email, bathed him, had breakfast, steamed bottles… all by 9am in the morning which is my usual wake time. Wah.. I am so impressed with myself. No wonder people say early bird catches the worm.

One thing though. I feel like I am becoming a huang lian po (yellow faced woman: aka- housewife dressed in drabs). Even when I go to office, I cant seem to think too much about the biz. (I am self employed by the way.)

My brain is tuned to things like: is the baby fed? Have I washed the clothes already? Are there enough diapers? Did I wash the bottles? Did he wet his diapers? Did he catch a cold?

I am even starting to think things like, “Hiya, dress up and cut my hair for what.. on one will see anyway..”

SCARY!