I woke up three times overnight as the worst thunderstorm of my life rolled through Chicago. Luckily all I needed was my pacifier to get back to bed, but between my waking up and the risk for storm damage, Dad definitely didn’t get much sleep. I woke up for the morning around 6:00, but I was more than just hungry — you know it, I had a huge poop. I ate and went back to bed until about 7:15, when Dad brought me downstairs and took off for his conference.
Nana helped me do my exercises in the morning and then took me for a walk to the park. After my first two feedings in the morning, which are still pretty close together, I’m definitely getting closer to about 3 hours between feedings (it helps that I’m getting 5.5 ounces per bottle these days!). I took four naps today, only one of which lasted more than two hours.
Dad got back from his conference and went to work down in the office. At around 7:15, he strapped me into the Baby Bojorn and took me for a walk (designed, I think, to distract me until bedtime). We walked “the triangle” — Damen to Milwaukee to Division. As soon as we got back, Dad got my bottle ready (thanks, Mom, for the milk you left me!) and put me to bed.
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