It was a beautiful day in Dallas today, 68-70 degrees and sunny. Stephen and I took a walk around the neighboorhood. He's ready to go outside in this picture. Today he is 8 weeks old, and I think we are just getting the hang of this. Every challenge kind of reminds me of communicating with my Grandma who passed away and couldn't talk for the last couple of years of her life. Once we figure out what is in his head, it gets easier. This morning I realized he wasn't hungry but tired, and this afternoon I realized he probably has more gas than I realized and needs to be more upright when nursing than I had known. We figured out that everyone gets a better night sleep if he doesn't sleep in our bed...He squirms and kicks too much and wakes us up. He sleeps really well at night in his own bassinet, from 8 to about 2 or 3 and then until 6 or 6:30.
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