I guess you can say that we are both exhausted - except he seems to be the one that's catching up on his zzz's. Now I just wish I could master the whole sleep-when-he-sleeps thing. Easier said than done. No matter how tired I am I can never manage to nap when he's napping. Though I seem to have no problem crashing into the bed around 9:30pm when I hand Gavin off to Tommy for a few hours. With the exception of those nights when I hear either crying or whining from the nursery (this could be Gavin or Tommy at any given moment), then I toss and turn until I go to help them out.
And, before I hear any grumblings about Gavin being on his belly, watch him for a day - or even better, a night. I've never seen a child that looks completely peaceful and zonked suddenly begin to wave his arms around until he beats himself in his head to smack himself back awake. No kidding. His arms have a mind of their own. I know that the whole SIDS thing is supposed to be "back to sleep", but for his own comfort and our sanity we've been cautiously putting him on his belly. It started out on his side and now he's on his belly. He seems to sleep so much better this way. So, after you've come over and listen to him scream for an hour and a half after his half to hour long feeding at 2am in the morning, we'll talk about what position he should be lying down in.
And, last thing: No evidence capturing this little mini event, but he's already beginning to smile and giggle and coo at me. Perfect example: This morning. I was so frustrated with his feeding because acts like he hasn't eaten in like 5 days and it's only been 2 hours. I pulled the bottle out of his mouth trying not to drown him with the Stage 2 nipple (attempting to fill him up faster without him working so much for the food), and he started to spazz out again. But then, he looked at me and just gave me this little grin and started giggling. So cute, yet so evil.
