I find that things get easier as time goes by.
Dean has seemed to go into a routine where he sleeps soundly during the night, leaving daytime for fun. That's what I love about him. He is nothing like what I remember my younger siblings to be.
Don't get me wrong; it's not like he doesn't cry. But from what I can remember, Lulu and Luanne were always crying till kingdom come, if you know what I mean. Like there's no tomorrow. With Dean, he cries when he needs to; no hidden meaning. Although, when he does, he sounds SO sad. Like you just wanted to give him a cuddle and make the monsters go away (that is, if I'm not in a bad mood).
Anyways, he's sleeping on the master bed, like a boss, I must add. It's 8.25pm and he's so fast asleep that when Uncle Sydney and Aunty {Aureen} came to see him for the very first time (they just came back from Canada), he didn't even budge an inch.
He normally sleeps in longer hours after 6pm, only waking to feed and to say hello to everyone. And wakes up gurgling at six the next morning.
So glad that he's my best boy!
x
