Today Matilda is 10 weeks old. To celebrate, she got up at 10:00 and has been nursing ever since.
On Sunday we visited friends with an 8 week old baby. He's two weeks younger than Matilda and nearly twice the weight. He's also Easy Like a Sunday Morning during the day, although his mother tells me he's up every two hours at night like clockwork. It doesn't make sense, but the porker babies seem to be breezy during the day and holy high rollers at night while the scrawny Type A personalities demand all day and sleep all night like drunken teenagers.
I don't get it but I won't question it. I got up at 10:00 this morning, you think I want to mess with that?
