Sleep is overated

Sammy turned three-weeks old yesterday and decided to celebrate by having himself a little growth spurt. This translates to increased fussiness and a desire to eat practically every single hour (he's usually on a 2-3 hour schedule). The other night, Sammy was up every two hours on the dot. Captain Husband and I walked around like zombies the rest of the day. I'm pumping like crazy to get ahead of his feedings but when he's hungry all of the time, it's hard to keep up. CH and I are thinking of supplementing formula for the night feedings and that way I'll have a surplus of breast milk to deal with the day feedings; this will also come in handy once it's just me and Sammy and I won't have another set of hands around to entertain him while I'm pumping. I'm also trying a couple of other tricks that are supposed to boost one's supply, such as using booby tubes and drinking a special tea, all in the hopes that I'll get more milk each time that I pump.

For the most part, things are going very well. My only complaint so far is that CH gets very frustrated when he can't get Sammy to stop crying, and then his frustration feeds into Sammy's and it's a vicious cycle. Then I'm supposed to come in and fix everything. Usually this occurs when I'm trying to catch up on emails or take a shower or a nap...basically whenever I try to have 10 minutes of time to myself. Lack of sleep isn't helping matters, either. But we're all adjusting and things are getting better each day.

In sort of related news, CH and I are toying with the idea of Sammy and me moving over to Korea in January of 2011, about six months ahead of our originally intended schedule. The reality of having a baby has finally hit me and I just don't think I can do it all by myself for a year. That said, it doesn't make much sense for me to return to work for a few months, especially when every penny that I make would go directly to paying for Sammy's child-care. Also, there aren't enough hours in the day for me to work 9-5, pump, and manage everything else, like feeding myself and the baby and laundering the never-ending pile of dirty diapers. I have a feeling that the house would resemble Grey Gardens in a year's time. So now I'm considering simply not going back to work for the next six months, which would give me time to take care of Sammy and start the preparations for our big move overseas. Nothing is official yet, but that's how things are looking at the moment.