The Forty-Second Night

I love that smile!!

So. Last night, I was thrilled to put Collin to bed at 8pm!

He cried for less than seven minutes and I seriously thought that since he is 'done' waking up in the middle of the night, he would be up about 7am, which sounded GREAT to me! :)

At 3am I heard him (I did think it was 5am for some time, until I actually put my glasses on and looked at the clock!). He fussed and fussed for a while, then I got up and gave him his pacifiers, rubbed his belly, etc... but it wasn't working. He was still fussing.

My husband thoughtfully suggested that it was dry in the room, so maybe turning on the humidifier and offering Collin some water might be a good idea. I did both things but the bottle with water it in seemed to tick him off. It wasn't milk. *sigh* WHAT is with these middle of the night feeding sessions?! If it was a growth spurt, wouldn't that be followed by in increase in eating during the day?!

So up I was at the 3am hour, feeding the baby. My husband got up to get a drink and thoughtfully said to me, "Happy Birthday!" I politely said thank you in return but was thinking more like yeah, happy my butt. :)

As soon as he was fed, my little cherub went right back to sleep and when he woke up at 7am (!!!!) my husband was kind enough to get up with him and let me sleep an extra hour. (Thanks Honey!)

I did try to nap today and fell right to sleep when Collin did at 4pm. At 4:20pm, I was woken up by my cranky baby. That was not the refreshing nap I was hoping for!! *sigh*

Better luck next time I guess :)