Saturday, March 14, 2009
Bedtime
...whoever coined the phrase "sleeping like a baby" never had to experience the harsh reality of getting the baby to go to sleep. If "sleeping like a baby" is a metaphor for being at peace then "getting the baby to sleep" must be a metaphor for winning the war. As of late Mack has insisted on nursing about 3 times on each side before he finally passes out in a breastmilk coma about an hour later. The good thing is that this feeding frenzy justifies the pizza and giant piece of leftover chocolate birthday cake that I just devoured.
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