he sleeps. . .

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Monday night: one blissful 5 hours stretch between feedings in the night

Tuesday: one 4 hour stretch

last night: another 4 hour stretch. . . resulting in one feeding at 8:00, an ounce at 10:00, and then sweet dreams until 2 am. . . [ahhhh]. . . and up again at 5:30 [when we cuddled together in Mama's bed while Dada got ready for work. . .and dozed until it was time to get Jack up at 7:15. . .

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Somehow the world makes more sense (and so does my speech), when I get more than 5 hours sleep. . .

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