Not fair. The kiddo is up at 2:30 am for me and he slept until 6 am for Mike last night! I have changed his diaper and now I'm letting him cry it out in five minute increments. This feels like one of those weird mating rituals you'd see on discovery channel. Keller lets out a series of ear piercing cries... I pace upstairs for as long as I can stand it; ultimately the cries lure me in... I pat him on the behind a couple of times, walk back out of the room, and then the whole series repeats itself.
Trying to get to 3:15 am before I totally give in and feed him. Urg... Is that the discovery equivalent of him eating my head off or something?
