Graham seems to be figuring himself out. He is back to sleeping at night in his bed. I don't even try for naps, just yet. He can sleep in his chair or swing, I don't care, as long as he sleeps. He does wake some at night, but pretty much only to tell us that his paci has fallen out of his mouth and he needs our assistance getting it back into said mouth. No bottle, but I don't even care, sleep is far, far more important right now, plus solids are just around the corner so if no bottle, then we can deal.
With more sleep we are welcoming our happy little fat man back. He is happy on his tummy, watching the girls, looking at himself in the mirror and has even gotten back to his attempts at rolling over. The past few days we have gained some sanity back since the nonstop crying has halted.
Last time I wrote a blog of jubilation I was rewarded with two weeks of crying and no sleep. So this is not jubilation, just news. Just facts. Nothing more than telling it like it is. Right Graham?
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