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Bernard @ August 23, 2005, 6:23 pm -- [Eleanor and Miranda are 3 weeks & 0 days old]

For the past few nights we’ve been trying something different to allow Agnes to get a little more sleep. Instead of waking up Agnes to breastfeed every time Eleanor or Miranda wakes up, I said that I would watch the girls until 3:00 AM and change them, soothe them, and give them a bottle as needed. This would give Agnes a solid four hours between 11 and 3 where she could catch up a bit on her sleep.

It’s been a little difficult, but for the first few nights things went okay. Fortunately, when one of them wakes up crying, it usually doesn’t wake up the other one. I’ve been getting by in rushing into the bedroom to scoop up the crying one and take her out of the room before she can wake up her sister or Agnes. Outside of the diapering and feeding, they’ve also wanted to be held and so it’s non-stop activity for the whole four hours.

Last night they ganged up on me. Miranda woke up at 1:00 AM and I changed her diaper and gave her a bottle. She finished most of it, but left behind about half an ounce. I held her for a little bit and she seemed to settle down. I put her back in the cradle. About two minutes later, Eleanor started crying. I picked her up and unwrapped her to check her diaper, when Miranda started crying again. Loudly. I left Eleanor on the changing pad (thank goodness they can’t roll at this age), and went in to grab Miranda. I closed the bedroom door to muffle the amount of crying that reached Agnes and I put Miranda on the sofa. I changed Eleanor and swaddled her up. I put her on the sofa, picked up Miranda, re-wrapped her in the blankets which had come loose and soothed her. At this point, Eleanor was tightly bundled but crying her head off because she was hungry. Miranda stopped crying for a moment so I set her down, picked up Eleanor and went to warm a bottle. I stood outside of the kitchen, holding Eleanor and keeping an eye on Miranda, who started crying again.

The bottle was warm. I sat on the sofa next to Miranda and started feeding Eleanor. Miranda’s partially finished bottle was also in reach, so I tried grabbing that to stick in Miranda’s mouth while I had Eleanor propped up against the side of the sofa with a bottle in her mouth. It wasn’t going well. Both of them were dribbling everywhere and getting frustrated with me. I let Miranda cry and focused on Eleanor for a while, because once she gets something in her, she tends to settle down a bit. We went back and forth giving a bit more to whoever was crying harder. If only I had four arms…

After Miranda finished her bottle, she calmed down. I finished feeding Eleanor and wrapped them both up in their blankets again. I put one, then the other, back into the cradle, and rocked it gently. Both of them burst out crying.

miranda and eleanor crying

Agnes said, “Do you need some help?”

“Yes.”

We picked them both up and they stopped crying after another couple of minutes. It was 2:00 AM and I had cut off Agnes’ sleep by an hour, but she seems to be okay. If the girls tag-team me again, I’m going to have to figure out another way to deal with them.