Well the summer has kind of sucked with Kieran. After a crazy nursing strike and going through the list of the usual suspects, the doctor decided what we had was colic manifesting itself as an hornery non-feeding baby. So we enjoyed close to two months of fussiness and constant coaxing in order to get him to nurse. On the plus side, I learned to nurse while standing up, dancing, bouncing, patting and jiggling. On the other hand, I’m frickin’ drained.  The kid is wearing me down.

More recently he’s actually slept through the night a number of times. And I am not one of those people who counts 5 hours as “through the night”.  For me it has to be at least 8 hours.  And Kieran has accomplished this, even close to 10 hours some nights which has been awesome.  Some nights he still wakes up at night but I’m hoping that we are finally starting to get into a bit of a routine.  Yay!