Dylan is driving me crazy. This is day two of waking up in the wee hours of the morning to feed a starving, demanding, screaming baby. It is also day two of oversleeping by thirty minutes. Thank the sweet universe for giving me such a gem of a husband because if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have cantaloupe, a sandwich and a slice of cake to eat for lunch today. Zepeda really knows how to help me out when I need it without me having to ask. His thoughtful nature is one of the first qualities I loved about him. We make a great team.
I'm not sure what Dylan's problem is but I'm going to try and let him self sooth if wakes up again tonight. HAHA- YEAH RIGHT. Like it's that easy for me to let Dylan scream himself to sleep. What I'm really trying to say is HELP! I HAVE A FEROCIOUSLY HUNGRY BABY THAT WONT STOP EATING! We've been adding rice cereal to his 7 ounce goodnight bottle before putting him down at 8:30 pm but it isn't enough for the little big boy. Any recommendations as to what I can do for a good baby gone bad?
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