Whoo hoo!

Last night was the first night that Theodore slept all.night.long! Yay!!

For about a month, he'd been consistently waking up between 3:00 and 4:00 to eat. Since he's quickly approaching his 9 month birthday, I decided last week to start weaning him off of his night feeding (because a 24 pound 9 month old does NOT need to eat at night!).

So I started "sleep training" (read: making him cry) on Thursday, and it actually went really well! Each night he woke up, cried off and on for about 20-30 minutes, then fell back asleep until after 6:00am. Last night was night #4, and he didn't even make a peep! He just slept straight through. He's actually just starting to wake up now, about 11 1/2 hours after his bedtime. :-)

Way to go, Theodore!!

(I wish my poor hubby could have gotten some extra sleep last night, too, but he was up all night fixing a work problem, and he hasn't been able to go to bed yet. :-()

It seemed like a good idea at the time . . .

Ever have one of those moments where you think you're doing something really smart, and it turns out to be the total opposite? I have those moments every day. And now that we have a newborn baby, I have those moments at night, too!

Last night I was up feeding Theodore around 11:30pm. He needed a diaper change midway through his feeding, so I got a new diaper ready and cleaned him up, like always.

Then, as I was reaching for the clean diaper, I realized that he was about to poop again.

And for some reason, I thought to myself -- and this is the not-so-smart part -- Hmm, I shouldn't waste a clean diaper.

So I caught the poop. In my hand.

And in the process of cleaning up, I got poop on the changing pad cover, Theodore's clothes, the dresser, the wipe container, and on my shirt.

Sigh.

But at least I didn't waste a clean diaper.