My morning (and night)!

Here is what Owen looked like this morning when I went in to check on him! Obviously I didn’t swaddle him tight enough during his 5am feeding/diaper change! So cute!

And then this is what happened the next time I went in, when I heard him making noise…just listen to the noise when he sucks his fingers!

And then this is what we looked like after mom had her shower and Owen was dressed (Go State!)!

And of course he was totally adorable this morning, because he was a total PITA at 4am when I got up to feed him. Fussed and squawked and fought me every step of the way when I tried to lay him down again. Ugh.

But the good thing? He slept about 7.5 hours. ❗

But the bad thing? He went down EARLY—at 8:30!—and we weren’t tired at all, so we didn’t go to bed until almost 10:30…so I really only got about 5 hours of sleep. |-|

But wait. I didn’t even get that much, because we had the windows open trying to cool down the house (since it got to 80° yesterday) and it started blowing so fiercely about 1:30am that it woke me up and kept me up (along with hearing Little Mr. Noisemaker down the hall in his room—we left his door open and opened his window to cool it off, since it was 78° in there when we put him to bed…plus having his door open let the noise travel much easier).

Then I started worrying that maybe it was too cool in his room or it was too noisy with the window open—and maybe he was making noise because he really was hungry (he had been sleeping 5.5 hours at that point, after all)—so after tossing and turning for 20 minutes thinking about it, I finally got up and shut his window. Oh, and he had fallen asleep again so he really wasn’t hungry.

Of course, then I probably didn’t fall asleep for another half hour. And then guess who wanted to eat at 4am? And then wouldn’t go down? And then finally went down about 5am? And then guess who was up bright and early, totally wide awake and cooing away at 6:30am??

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