Lola is 5 months old today. She slept through the night last night (second time, ever.) I'm not sore anymore, although she still nips me at least a few times a day.
So weird. It feels like just yesterday we hit 4 months of nursing, but it feels like years ago that I was dealing with a miserable, constantly nursing newborn. I have a theory that the first 3 months with a baby DRAG on and on, but after the first 3 months, time flies.
It feels good to get some un(constantly)interrupted sleep for once. I knew this day would come. I also know she won't always sleep through the night, but now I know she CAN.
Happy 5 months, Lola!