Surprises

The thing with an infant is that there is no such thing as a routine. You may try to do things in a certain order. You may manage to see a pattern develop when it comes to naps and feedings. But at the end of the day, the twelve pound ogre is the boss and will upend it all if he feels like it.

Like today. He would only sleep in 15-minutes naps. That's all. So when he fell asleep on me after a feeding at 17:45, I thought "yay, I might get to eat my dinner quietly!" I put him in the swing. Had dinner. Prepared everything for his bath and our night. Watched a bit of tv. Stopped the swing. Took him in my arms after 2 hours and a half. And then it was 21:00, and he was (of course!) starving so no bath, night feeding.

I'm hoping it doesn't mean he'll start his day at 4am...