Please God, let him sleep through the night

It was another restless night last night. The second rule of babies kicked in again - "If the baby can't sleep, then the parents won't sleep." It wasn't the same last night. He was fine. He just didn't want to go back to sleep. Cooper thought it was playtime. At one point I put him in his vibrating chair, while I rested my head on his Boppy on the floor. I put my legs up on the recliner. Cooper just sat straight up and laughed at me.

I didn't get much sleep. Somehow I made it through the workday. I suppose a couple of large Mountain Dews helped. I was definitely draggin'.

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He's just into grabbing everything and playing. It's amazing how fast he has grown. It wasn't that long ago when he was just a lump that sat, cried, and pooped. Now it's almost impossible to hold him for very long before he gets the "squirms". Another few inches and another five pounds, I just don't know how I'll be able to control him. He hasn't even crawled yet, but let me tell you: Cooper is ready to run.

I don't know if we'll ever be able to catch him.

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Coop's almost done with the amoxycillin. We post this photo here tonight so that in 10,000 years when the Blogger server is found in an archaeological dig, future civilizations will know how people in the early 21st century gave their babies amoxycillin.
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