In Which I Am A Mattress

I managed to get the dishwasher started. That was it, before Ben started full-on crying in his buzzy chair. He just WILL NOT sleep unless he is ON me. Yesterday he did sleep for an hour or so....on his tummy, darn his SIDS-position-loving little heinie. He'll SOMETIMES sleep on the bed next to me at night, but not all night, oh no. That apparently would be too much of an away-from-a-warm-napping-place sort of thing.
SO meanwhile, my boxes are still unpacked, my kitchen is not what you'd call clean or organized, and I have to leave in a hour to pick up Kaia, who has, for the FIRST TIME, complained about the time I spend with Ben. I sat down with her yesterday and talked about it, and I think she felt a bit better, but I still felt bad.
I need to start pumping again so Mike and Kaia can feed him again. Hopefully that will help him bond with them a bit more and give me a bit of a break.

not, you understand, that I don't like holding his soft sweetness. But I have other things that I need to do.