The tyke is doing great, the wife not so much.
I'm getting off easy, since I don't have to feed him- I've been getting most of a full night's rest, then getting up early to spell the wife after the morning feed.
The biggest issue is he doesn't sleep much at night.
He fusses and he eats and then fusses some more.
He sleeps more during the day, but during the day the wife has things she'd like to do extending beyond feeding a bottomless pit and changing a succession of diapers and clothes.
This morning I was roused at 4am today to play cavalry for the beleaguered wife and rode to the rescue pennants streaming in the pre-dawn breeze.
A spell on the glider resulted in a series of worrisome volcanic sounds from deep within his soft mantle of blankies. A quick change, a re-swaddle, some more gliding and voila, I was free to watch House of Flying Daggers while he snoozed on my chest.
I wasn't exactly sure why we got a 5 dvd changer when we upgraded years ago, but it's a handy arrow in the quiver when dealing with a restless infant who squalls if you so much as think about putting him down.
I kept him placated until 6, when he roused from his slumber to root around for breakfast. My Moobs are resplendent but purely decorative and so I awoke the mobile buffet.
A quick nap before work and here I am, no worse for wear after a couple of mugs of coffee.
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