Alex spit up all over me tonight. We’re talking projectile spit up. Apparently he was full. So, just to recap, he’s now peed, pooped and spit up on me.
He continues to do well. He’s sleeping soundly between feedings. We haven’t really heard him cry at all so far. I know I’ve probably cursed us for some major screaming soon with that statement. But the nurses have been impressed. Today we came in for a feeding and the nurse told us that Alex flagged her down. She looked over and she could see him waving his hands in the air like we was raising his hand for help. When he’s awake, he feeds very well for 15-20 minutes, then falls FAST asleep. I mean he’s out. And then he sleeps soundly until the next feeding.
Oh, yeah, the other first… I cut Dad’s hair tonight. Scary, right? But I had done Braden’s hair and called ‘Next.’ He did sit still and didn’t cry once. Well, he did kind of cry when Braden stabbed his ear with a comb. This is definitely one of those things I never really imagined doing. So, I’m pushing my boundaries… which is good… I think.
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