My night owl

After a glorious night of just 2 hours of sleep, I decided that today we would begin "baby boot camp." Baby Boot Camp is when the mommy is in charge, not the baby. It's a little bit miserable for everyone, but I'm hopeful for great results. The rules of boot camp include; 1. You must stay awake in between feedings at least for alittle while! 2. You don't get to eat whenever you feel like it! Mommy sets the schedule! 3. You will not be held 24/7! You will take your naps with no one holding you! 4. Crying is permitted. Sounds reasonable doesn't it? I really can't complain! We've had our sweet little Will for 8 nights now and only 2 of those nights have been bad. Six out of eight have been rather pleasant! But last night just about did me in and I have to remember that Ryan will be going back to work very soon, and my mom can't live with us forever. One of these days I'm going to be expected to take care of all three of my kids instead of just this one little man, so it's time to work on a few things. Christian sucked his thumb. McKenna adored her binkie. And Will loves nothing! I should rephrase that; Will loves nursing. I hardly know what to do with a boy who doesn't have a thumb or a binkie to fall back on. I think it makes him a little more restless. But he's a great little eater and would eat every 15 minutes if I would let him. I have a feeling he's probably back up to his birth weight by now. Okay, that's it for the update. Will is actually asleep, so I'm going to do the same thing. Once again I'm so thankful for a sweet friend who has already dropped off dinner. It's extremely humbling to accept so much help, from so many different people. Honestly, I find it to be rather uncomfortable. I'd prefer not to have this "c-section vaction" and I'd like to be able to take care of everything myself. But I can't. I literally can't which is frustrating, but it's also a good lesson in humility for me :)