Wednesday, January 15


Keats. Much like Finley, Keaton is a stinker about sleep. You wouldn't expect it from that sweetly dozing guy, but he is. He naps for about 30 minutes unless I lay with him--which is why he's in my bed in the pictures. Fine, twist my arm, I'll cuddle with a little baby. Geez.

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The baby who routinely slept until 1 the first few months? He's gone. Replaced by a child who wakes up every few hours--not necessarily to eat, but just to get some attention. We did the old cry it out bit with Finley, and I may give that a try at six months. He's got a few weeks to become amazing at not waking me up. It's amazing how quickly your body can adapt to getting short chunks of sleep. Like, what would it be like to sleep four hours in a row? Can someone tell me? I don't remember. What I do know is that Finley sleeps now--so even if getting up in the middle of the night is terrible (which it is) it's going to be over one day, and I just might miss it.


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