Not quite. But, maybe some domestication is creeping into my blood. As I sit here writing this post, there's a roast in the crock pot, patriotic cupcakes cooling on the counter, fresh cut watermelon in the fridge, and the boy should wake up anytime for his next feeding.
Whew! What happened to me??
I'm pretty sure (99.9% sure) that this will not happen every day, but it feels good to know that occasionally I can pull it all together. I've even been to the gym and had a shower this morning.
Part of it has to be that Lil Major is sleeping better now. The last 2 nights have been much better. I finally gave in and let him sleep on his tummy (another thing I swore I'd never do before I had a kid of my own). The kiddo is so strong and can hold his head up like nothing else, AND he sleeps great on his tummy. He woke up a couple times last night crying because he'd scooted himself into the corner of his crib and couldn't back up. He only wanted to eat once during the night, and all of us slept MUCH BETTER. Woo hoo! A breakthrough!
He's also started this super cute habit of chewing on his thumb...not sure yet if it will turn into sucking his thumb, but it sure it CUTE!