Against Everything I Said I Wouldn't Do

Unknown to me last night, Blake took this picture of Brody and me. Glamour has totally gone out the window, as you can tell. I have found that already as a mother, things that I said I would never do, I have done. Last night I was SO tired that around 12:30 a.m. I barked at Blake that he needed to take care of Brody. He had just fed for 45 minutes and had taken in 3 ounces of pumped breastmilk and was still being fussy. (I later found out in the morning that he was angry because he had to poop...Blake changed his first poopy diaper last night, and said that we might need to hire a stable boy to take care of Brody's diapers!) Instead of putting Brody in his sleeper by the side of the bed, which we had been doing, Blake decided that Brody should sleep in the bed with us. I still am anti-this idea. Can you say SIDS??? Suffocation??? But guess what, Brody freakin loves to sleep in the bed. I don't know if it's that he's warm, or the bed is more comfortable then his sleeper, or that his tummy was just REALLY full, but he slept, according to Blake from 1:00 a.m. to 6:00 a.m. This is the longest he, and I, have ever slept since consecutively since he was born. I also said I wouldn't give Brody a binki until he was 3 weeks old. This was shot down on day 4 of life. I said no artificial nipples. Shot down on day 3. So already, motherhood is about being flexible.