3am?

Wow, is it ever early.

I so want to be asleep right now.

But Samuel is up, and in our bed, and to avoid nursing him for the next three hours I'm letting David give him endless bottles of barely-there watered down apple juice.  Yah, yah, 'juice is bad', yada yada.  He drinks, like, an eighth of a cup mixed with water and it's sugar free and not from concentrate.  So sue me.  I'm sick of the 'juice is terrible' conversations I've had.  It is THREE O'CLOCK IN THE FREAKIN' MORNING AND I DON'T WANT TO NURSE.  How's that for 'bad for you'.

Here's someone else who doesn't want to nurse forever.