Dad woke me up again for my overnight bottle, this time at 5:30 am, after he took a shower and got ready for work. I only drank about 2.5 ounces and then was super-wide-awake. He had to take off for work, so he put me back in the crib as soon as I showed the first signs of drowsiness. When Mom came by crib to check on me, I made her day by smiling back at her for the second day in a row. I didn’t really fall back to sleep until after Mom gave me the rest of the bottle and I half-nursed with her. I took a two and a half hour nap and gave Mom a chance to catch up on some sleep, too, since she woke up with me as soon as Dad left for work.
I had a pretty fuss-free morning and afternoon. I played a lot with Mom, did a lot of tummy-time, and “read” a lot. I took a bunch of short naps in the afternoon, even though Mom and Dad are concocting some master plan to consolidate my sleep time. Ha. We couldn’t leave the apartment at all, though, because it was raining all day. Mom had planned to take me to Dad’s office while she went to yoga, but those plans got cancelled.
Dad got home at around 6:30, right before I had dinner with Mom. I ate a huge snack at 8:45 and Mom and Dad thought they’d go ahead and put me to bed for the night, but I was still starving. I tossed and turned (figuratively, folks, not literally) until about 9:30 (while Mom and Dad had some celebratory Fragolino). Dad pulled me out of my crib and gave me two ounces of milk in a bottle and I fell asleep almost instantly. By the way, I haven’t pooped since Wednesday night, so if tomorrow come and goes without some movement, we’ll be on another poop-watch!
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