My brother Paul, the psychology student, says that a person will start hallucinating after 48 hours of not getting REM sleep. I've been waiting for that to happen. Last night, it may have.
Danny slept for about six hours. Or at least that's what my fuzzy Mommy-brain believes. (I swear it feels like my brain is wearing a sweater sometimes.) We bedded down at around 10:30 p.m. and he started fussing at around 4:30 a.m. This better not be a trick.
There's an old-wives tale that says a baby will start sleeping through the night when he reaches 11 pounds. Well, I weighed Danny this morning and, sure enough, he's 11 pounds on the dot. We'll see what tonight brings. I'll keep you posted.
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