Deacon is such a happy little guy.
He seems to think I'm hilarious, which will be really fun while it lasts.
He is also a morning baby and a night owl- but not exactly a happy night owl.
He is getting really good at tummy time, he can hold it for a minute or two now. I'm not sure what's normal, but I'm just going to go ahead and call him "very advanced."
Also, this should have been my leading story- Deacon has only been waking up once to eat night for about a week now. It has been a total game changer. Last night I got 6 hours and 50 minutes of sleep in a row. He still refuses to go to sleep before 10:30 or 11pm, but I am not complaining. My mom tells me I did the same thing for most of my childhood. Anyway, when he wakes up between 5 and 6am, I feel like a human, I'm happy to feed him, and then we both go back to sleep for another hour or two. Now I'm just sleepy tired instead of so tired I feel like I'm dying. I can deal with that, no problem.
Deacon really is a good baby. If it wasn't for his sometimes 5 hour stretches of "cranky time" in the evenings, we'd really have nothing to complain about. Well, we'd still have his distain for running errands. Yesterday, after screaming his way through Target a girl behind me in line told her friend "yeah, I'm definitely not ready yet." I pretended not to hear her.
I have a feeling we wont know just how good we have it until we have another one. Or maybe we'll luck out and have only happy babies, Evan is a pretty easy going guy, after all.