Evan loves his swing. He would stay in that thing all day long if it A: he didn't have to eat every once in awhile or B: he didn't hate it when he pees himself. It's allowed me to get things done. Like blogging!
He slept in his bassinet last night! On his back! For 4 consecutive hours! This is huge! He had some major reflux issues and refused to sleep anywhere he was "supposed" to. The only way we could get him to sleep was to put him in his car seat. Not anymore! I suppose the next step is to get him to sleep in his very own room and is his very own crib. There's plenty of time for that though. I like having the little dude within reach. Especially because I'm the only one who can feed him at the moment.
Unfortunately, we think he's decided that he doesn't like bottles. G tried to give him one a few days ago and he refused while screaming his head off until he was red-faced and teary. It's a good thing I don't have a job to go to and can be on-call to nurse him whenever he needs it. We'll try bottles again to see whether or not it was a fluke, but until then, it's all me.
Luckily, he likes me. :D
He also likes diaper changes. As soon as he's placed on the changing pad, we get smiles. He knows what's coming. And boob. As soon as he sees his food source, he's all grins. Smart little guy, he is.
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