So yesterday Owen slept in until almost 9:30 and then slept most of the day. YAY, I thought, as it allowed me to run my errands (I had to return the hospital’s breast pump and get a few groceries) and rest a bit.
But then night came.
Our least favorite time.
And other than sleeping from 9:30-midnight, that was about it. I fed him from midnight-1am and then was up—off and on, feeding and calming—for the NEXT THREE HOURS. XX(
He finally went down sometime after 4am and then I heard Tom feeding him (well, I heard Owen screaming to eat—and then quiet) around 6:30.
We have GOT to get him on the correct day/night schedule…