...equals 6 hours of sleep? Well, for one night at least. Elias went on his first trip this past weekend, to visit family a couple of hours away. We went duck pin bowling, enjoyed hot dogs and cupcakes, had some quality "quiet alert" time with the cousins, and slept for nearly 6 hours straight Saturday night! He slept a fair amount that day, being in the car seat more than usual, so I thought for sure we'd be up all night, not getting to sleep until a bit after 10 p.m. So imagine my surprise when I woke up for the middle of the night feeding, got set up to feed him and glanced at the clock. I couldn't believe it was almost 4 a.m.
Anyway, last night wasn't exactly a repeat so I don't think that's the norm just yet. Neal and I attribute it in part to the cool, quiet sleeping quarters. As I think I've mentioned before, it's difficult to keep our apartment any cooler than about 74 or 75 degrees, unless of course it's unusually cool outside...which it hasn't been all summer.
Overall, Elias did pretty well on his first road trip. He did seem a little extra cranky yesterday afternoon when we got home, though. I think I underestimate how much of a routine we've actually established over the past six weeks. No morning bottle with Daddy, or chilling out time on the front porch, no bouncy seat during breakfast or smiling at the kissing fishes.
No afternoon nap with Mama.
So far we're back on track today. I'm especially looking forward to resuming that afternoon nap.
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