Last night as we were climbing into bed I told Dr. Daddy of a mental conversation I had with Eskil the previous night after his 4 am feeding.
It went something like this: So Eskil, if you start fussing before I get into bed I'll rock you or pat you. But if I get settled in bed before you start fussing, you have to sort it out yourself.
Dr. Daddy's response: wow, you were really tired, eh?
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