Eleven Weeks

Weight: 13lbs 8oz.

Length: 24"

Miles was eleven weeks on Saturday. After a long week of giving us hell, it's a miracle that he's not living in a dumpster on Flanders Street. However, it was like someone tripped his reset button and he was back to his normal charming self. In fact, he's the new and improved version of himself. As a special eleven week birthday present to his parents, he slept for eight hours straight. He then woke up, ate, and slept another three. We had friends in town, so we stayed up way past our bedtime and were only able to take advantage of four of those first eight hours, but it was amazing. I brushed it off as a fluke. 

Yesterday we went out to run a few errands and ended up coming home just before dinner. Miles hadn't really gotten his normal naps and was a tired little man. We put him down at 6:30 and he slept until about 9:00. Preparing ourselves for a long night of wakeful sleep, we changed his diaper, put on pj's, fed him and went to sleep at about 10:00. I heard the little cries of a very hungry baby and looked up at the clock. It was 5:30am! He'd slept for almost eight hours again! I'm certainly not calling this a trend, but there may be hope for us after all.