But, as always... there's a catch, and this time, it comes with a twist of irony. The nice part about having Blake in our room was that he was only a few feet from my side of the bed. So when he woke up hungry in the middle of the night, it wasn't terribly inconvenient to feed him. More than a month ago, he started sleeping through the night, so we decided he was ready for his own room. Now that he's there, he's hungry in the middle of the night again. I'm back to waking up at 4am. Doh!
I guess when I bragged to so many people that he was "already sleeping through the night," I clearly spoke too soon. Open mouth, insert foot. Blake's got that down pat.
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