Day 6

So, after 2 days in the hospital we finally got to take Alexander home. He seemed fairly nonplussed about this change, and slept on the way back from the hospital. He was still asleep when we put him in his bed for the first time; we remarked that he seems very calm and that the stories of endless crying must surely be exaggerated. This lasted for about 30 minutes.

The first night he woke up at about 1am; he was hungry so we fed him, and tried to put him back to bed - without success. I think we got about 3 hours sleep each that night. The following night was worse - my wife couldn't sleep at all, and was on the verge of going nuclear. Then suddenly, things started to get a lot better - yesterday, for instance, we had to wake him up to feed, as he'd been sleeping for 4 hours straight.

No-one likes their sleep disturbed, but after the experience of the first few days, waking up only twice during the night is heavenly.

A contemplative moment

Even in his worst moments, he is still delightful, and I couldn't be happier with how everything has turned out.