I can't tell if he's coming down with a cold, teething, adjusting to the new babysitter, hates being alone, or all of the above.
Needless to say, I was desperate at 5am, so I brought him to bed with us.
He slept... well.. like a baby at that point.
And I bet you thought I USED to have a hard time getting out of bed. Try prying yourself away from cozying up with this peanut!
(He also went on a fairly significant hunger strike today - first real feeding wasn't until 1pm - and he only had 2 ounces! Who is this kid??)
1 comment:
Sounds rough! I'm glad you didn't fight bringing him to bed with you. Sounds like the poor kid needed sleep!
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