wedding

my little cousin is getting married. my children are 1 month old. i am sleep deprived, i am very hormonal, i am breastfeeding exclusively. the children must be attached to my breasts every 3 hours. the feeding process alone takes about 40 minutes, followed by about 10 minutes of burping. the wedding location is about 2 hours drive. of course i am going to attend. my mother’s family is invited as well. we rent a hotel room 5 minutes drive from the wedding venue. we alternate. first, my mother goes to party. my first breastfeeding round begins. by the end of it, the ceremony is about to end. my stepfather drives my mom to the hotel room, he drives me and my husband to the venue. he drives himself back to help babysitting. we watch the end of the ceremony. the bride is beautiful, the dress is amazing. now is the time for everyone to take a break and to move to the dinning area. we socialize, we are getting entertained. by the time waiters ask for our dinner choice, we need to go back for the round two. we order for my mother, we attempt to explain this to the waiters. i am hungry as hell, my cortisol is high, my estrogen is high. my stepfather brings us some entries the waiters managed to pack for us. he drives back to the party. i stay to breastfeed. another hour passes by, we go back to celebrate. my mother goes back to the room. we get to eat some desert, we get to talk to the relatives, we get to dance a little. the celebration is ending. the music is ending. i call my mother that it’s over, they should pick us up, we should leave. my mother does not pick up her phone for 30 minutes. the phone is on the silent mode in her bag. now we can’t leave because we have to wait for the next feeding. we leave around 1am.

this was the first night my daughter slept 6 hours straight. my son slept 4, it was pretty good too. i am very happy i went to the wedding. i saw my cousin getting married, i got a fun story to remember and to tell, and i saw hope that my kids will sleep at night one day.