Annabelle had been sleeping on her daddy's chest, and I decided to get her so I could feed her and go to sleep. Well, I fed her....and then tried to settle in to sleep. Annabelle screamed, then, she screamed some more. For the next hour I tried to calm her down but she wasn't having it. I thought she may be hungry, so I even gave her some formula- that's how desperate I was! She wouldn't burp, she was clean and dry, she had a pacifier, yet she still cried. Around 3:30/4am I asked my husband to take her. I was exhausted, and very frustrated with this little baby. He walked around and tried to soothe her, I tried to sleep through it but didn't manage to do that so well.
Finally around 5:30 in the morning I took her back and nursed her again. I honestly was so tired at that point I don't even remember ending the nursing session.... but she must have calmed down and fell asleep. I woke up around 9:30 am with her sleeping on my chest and my wonderful husband getting the kids breakfast. I sure don't know what I would have done without my husband. He is such a great husband and father. :)