Well, Tegan decided that he didn't want to take any naps today and instead just be crabby and fussy... all day (note: the above picture is from last week, not today). After dinner Brendan offered to take T for a while to see if he could work some calming magic and I remembered that often times babies will settle down when they are stripped down to the diaper and held up against a shirtless parent/body. SO, I stripped T down to the diaper and gave him back to a shirtless Brendan and *PRESTO* problem solved and now he's cooing and 'talking' and seemingly content as can be. (Oh, and I also gave him some baby gas medicine, so that might have helped a bit too).
Well, this shirtless male combo was like having a Chip-N-Dale duo (haha) in my living room so I had to become paparazzi and take some pics (too many Brendan thinks, but I say that's not possible until it makes T cry).
The weekend in Rochester went relatively well. T remained pretty good (only 1 really fussy night I think) and he got to meet his Aunt Becca! SO, now he's met his entire immediate family and all stil love him after seeing him (like we were worried!).
OH, and T went from 10pm Friday to 5am Saturday w/o waking for a feeding! YES, 7 hours! He went 6 hours Saturday night to Sunday morning, too... but of course we were back to 4 hours Sunday night.
We'll keep working the schedule and he should be sleeping the 6-7 hours more consistently soon. Pray!
Well, that's bout it...
Love to all!!!
~j