Exhaustion is setting in. The last few nights, Emma has been nursing literally all night long. This morning we were up hours before we should have been because I couldn't take it anymore and refused to let her nurse. She cried and cried but I had to stick to it and eventually we just got up. Argh. I need to start developing a plan for night weaning, but I'm so torn over it. Most nights are okay, so I'm sure there is a reason for her nursing so much at times. Because I know she may be teething, or missing her papa, or maybe didn't eat enough during the day, I feel guilty for trying to take away her night nursing. But another part of me says that the nursing relationship has to be working for both of us and this constant night nursing (which includes switching from side to side every three seconds) is not working for me. More on this as I mull it over.

This Saturday is the next cooking club meal switch. I'm a tad nervous because we are still at my mom's and won't get home until Thursday night. That leaves me only Friday to buy the groceries I need and make enough chili, burritos, and cookies for five families each. Yikes. I'm also a little nervous about my veggie dish. I'm planning to make these. I've made them before and I think they're delicious, but whenever I tell people about them, they're like "Sweet potatoes and kidney beans?!? Yuck!" I just hope the people in my group aren't wondering why I brought them such a weird and gross-sounding meal!