After 6 and a half hours of sleep, my Sunday started out at midnight — I was starving! I hadn’t eaten since around 5:00 pm yesterday evening. Dad woke up and gave me a bottle…and then another bottle…and then another bottle. That’s right, I went through parts of three bottles in the course of drinking over 8 ounces of milk. (Mom was shocked that this was even possible, saying “but her stomach is the size of a ping-pong ball!” Um, Mom, I’m glad you didn’t go into biology.) The whole process took almost an hour and half, my longest bottle feeding ever.
I woke up again at 3:40 and then had an extended double-feeding at 5:40 and 6:30. I slept much more soundly last night than the previous few, so I think Mom slept better, too. Mom asked Dad to get rock me to sleep around 7:00 and at around 8:00, I was ready to get up and I started getting pretty loud in my bassinet. Dad sprung out of bed like a man on a mission. We went into the living room where Aunt Claire was already awake. Dad decided that we were going to sneak out of the apartment without Mom knowing in the hopes that she would get some extra sleep. Claire thought this plan sounded fun, so the three of us went to, where else, Starbucks. It was cold, windy, and misty outside but I was bundled up in a couple blankets, so I was fine. Dad worked on his laptop, Claire read, and I slept for about an hour.
Finally I made it clear that I was getting hungry, so we all headed back to the apartment (stopping by Europan to get Mom a bagel). But Dad’s plan wasn’t over just yet. He pulled the same trick he did last weekend: he gave me a bath to distract me from my hunger. And sure enough, it did. I cooperated pretty well and the whole thing went off without a hitch. Finally, at 10:15, it was time to eat and Mom was ready for me. I ate again at 12:30 and 2:45, pretty uneventfully.
Then we headed out on our big adventure for the day motivated by the fact that Mom had two coupons that expired today. We ended up walking over 40 blocks to go to Ben & Jerry’s (Thanks for the coupon, Grandma Sherry!), Blockbuster, Best Buy, and Duane Reade. I kind of missed it all, though, since Mom refused to let Dad open the cover of my stroller. When we were outdoors, she said, “I like to keep her stroller covered when I’m around tall buildings.” And when we were indoors, she said, “the air seems stagnant and germy.” I enjoyed the walk but missed ths sights.
We got back and I ate, of course. Then Mom and Claire did some work while Dad took me into the kitchen so we could make dinner together. I helped him make spaghetti pie and he taught me how to add fractions when we were putting the spices in. I ate again at 7:30 and then turned in for the night.
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