I woke up at 4:00 and Dad got up to give me my overnight bottle. It was by far the most efficient feeding ever — I gulped down my bottle, burped, and fell asleep in 30 minutes. I got back up at 6:45 for breakfast and then since Dad was just starting to wake up, Mom put me in bed right next to Dad. Dad and I played around for a while until Mom joined us for family time! After a quick snack, I did some tummy-time before a bunch of Mom’s friends from college came over brunch. First Aunt Ali came by as she has almost every week that we’ve been in New York. Aunt Kaley came with her and they surprised us by bringing turkey sausage from the farmer’s market. A few minutes later, Aunt Bridget & Aunt Sarah (no, a different college friend from the one who came last week) joined us.
I started out with Aunt Bridget who held me while she ate brunch (and I slept). Then everyone took turns holding me. I decided to let everyone hear how loud I could scream, but I succumbed to the swaddle-strategy and fell asleep in under 1 minute, having just been screaming at the top of my lungs mere seconds earlier. Everyone left and I ate again. Then we got all packed up and met Eric and Kim, friends of Mom and Dad. Eric is now the principal of the Ilinois Math & Science Academy, where my parents met.
We met them in the lobby and walked to the Boat Basin Cafe where there was an IMSA alumni event. While we were there I met a bunch of nice people, including Suzyn, Vanessa, Seve, Matt, Jennifer, and Dr. McGee. We couldn’t stick around too long because I was getting hungry again, but it was nice to meet so many people, especially those who were at IMSA while Mom and Dad were there.
I got back and had a snack with Mom and then Dad and I went to Whole Foods. This is the first time I’ve ever gone grocery shopping with just one of my parents. Dad carried me in the Bjorn, but also brought my stroller. At first I was confused, but it definitely came in handy to push back all the groceries. I hung out a bit and then had dinner with Mom. Then, for the second night in a row, Mom left us all alone! She went to hang out with all the girls who came to visit us earlier in the day. Dad and I, again, had to fend for ourselves.
We had all kinds of play time — singing, swinging, tummy-time, and activity-mat time. Then Dad gave me my good-night bottle. I just kept wanting more to drink and Dad just kept giving it to me, adding to my bottle three different times. I had probably drank over six ounces of mil.. — blllllllllllreaeeeechhhhhhhhhhhhhh — when I spit up. This wasn’t a garden-variety spit-up, though it would have been enough to irrigate a garden. Dad’s forearm was covered, as were his shorts and tee shirt. About 3 square feet of floor were also covered with my spit up. Come on, Dad, you should have known better. Mom never would have fed me that much!
After spitting up I felt a lot better and fell asleep for the night.
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