Never wake a sleeping baby.
Why didn't I blog at say, 4pm yesterday? So that you could all tell me that BEFORE I woke him up? He didn't get back to sleep until around 11, then we were up at 2:30/3:00, 5:00, 6:30, and again at 8:30 for good. One solitary hour nap today. He took a catnap during the morning and evening church services.
No wonder he was so miserable when I brought him home today. He was screaming bloody murder because I had to change his diaper, dress him in a fresh sleeper, and had the nerve to try and pump him a fresh bottle without holding him at the same time.
(Speaking of diapers, I hate Luvs. The part that should soak up the pee and poo is so hard that it doesn't soak up anything. It all runs to the sides. But the moisture stayed in the middle, and now he has diaper rash. I smite Luvs.)
Now, he's sleeping in his swing. I'm not waking him up either. I will get up in 2 more hours to pump (thankyouverymuch Catharine) but if he isn't awake, he can keep sleeping.
Repeat after Charity: he will not sleep himself into starvation.
More ~fun~ posting tomorrow. Time for this Momma to hit the sack.
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