Teagan sleeps like this all the time in her car seat. I’m amazed that she doesn’t get a crick in her neck! I can see her while I drive through a mirror on the back of the passenger seat. I freak out a bit that she might somehow stop breathing – the angle of her head will block her windpipe or something. It can’t be that crazy… I can’t be the only parent that freaks out about thinks like this… It can’t be that far out of the realm of possibility…
We got back from our second long car trips – a stay for a few days with the grandparents as Stu was away on a business trip to Toronto. So, yet another chance to freak out.
It was a lovely visit – surprisingly. No arguments or short tempers with the parents. Mom finally changed a diaper as well! She was a wonderful person and offered to take care of Teagan over night, on both Monday and Tuesday night. Heaven! Although she sleeps very well – almost all night – getting up to feed her is draining. It was so nice to sleep 8 hours or so with out needing to get up. Granted, I needed to pump badly by the time I did wake up, (over 300ml too!) but still, the sleep was wonderful! I totally owe my mom, and probably dad, for the short child-rearing vacation.
Teagan and I returned on Wednesday, had a lonely night. She was a bit off her game – got up every 1.5-2 hours or so. Even with the lack of sleep I got a lot accomplished on Thursday. Kept busy, so I didn’t notice how empty the house was. Stu and Bella were conspicuously absent. I ended up falling asleep on the sofa waiting for Stu to get back. I slept much better once he got in.