Last night Rex finally slept for more than 3 hours at a time. Instead of waking up at midnight with that feeling that it was going to be another long night of frequent wake-ups I blessedly got to sleep until 2am. This being said, I actually fell into a deep sleep for a while. At 2:01am I woke in a pitch black room to the sound of sucking. My first thought was, "Oh my gosh! There is a monster in my room and it is taking a taste of my baby!" However, sense returned to me as I woke up a little more and realized that Rex was simply awake, sucking very enthusiastically on his fist. Hoping he would roll over and go back to sleep, but knowing he probably would just wake me up pretty soon, I drifted back to sleep.
At 2:05am I was startled awake again by another frightening sound. "Oh my heck! There is a pterodactyl in my room!" Oh wait... it was just the baby again. When he is happy he makes this squealing noise that sounds an awful lot like a hungry dinosaur. With heavy eyelids I again decided to fall asleep, even though I knew that noise meant the little guy was fully awake.
Again, at 2:07am, I woke to a little baby whimper. It was the quiet cry that is a warning before he decides I need a little more prompting to get out of bed and go get him. The one before he yells. Finally, I left my bed and walked over to Rex's crib. In the dark I saw a wad of blankets and baby in the corner, but couldn't tell where his head was, so I felt around. Somehow he had gone from the middle of the crib to the corner with his feet in the corner. His butt was almost all the way into the corner as well, with his legs sticking up above him. He was wiggling around, trying to escape. Luckily I was there to rescue him, and with a feeding and some cuddles we both fell right back to sleep.
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