Today begins day two of Charlie's new feeding schedule, or rather my aweful attempt at regulating her schedule. Suffice it to say, she's not a happy baby right now.
Last night.... let's just say I got more sleep when she was eating every two hours. I still have my sleep mask pushed up on my forehead, handy so that I might be able to catch a few zzz's if the oppertunity presents itself.
Sure, I have dreams for my children.
Pick up their own socks, sleep past 7am on the weekends. *wink*
On the bright side- I realized this morning that Charlie hasn't thrown up in 1 week. Her GERD is becoming so much better these days. She has make huge progress and I honestly don't think I had anything to do with that. Either she's gotten better with age, or God has answered my prayers. :) Maybe both.
Baby calls, back to work.
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