The Formula Bath
Little Button and I have reached an undestanding when it comes to getting her to sleep a little better through the night.
Our understanding involves the following common-sense rules of conduct during night:
1. We don’t conduct diaper changes
2. We don’t change outfits
3. We don’t turn on the light to see
4. We don’t spill milk everywhere
Last night was a very unfortunate night on all accounts. I was feeding Button her bottle at 3AM when I felt this drip drip running down my elbow, leg, and onto the bed. Further investigation revealed that the bottle I was feeding her had gone beyond leaking to flowing formula all over her…which was now dripping on me. Her jammies were soaked. Soaked with now-cold, smelly baby formula. I might as well just have poured the entire contents of the bottle on her chest and been done with it.
In order to remedy the situation, we had to break every single nighttime rule, which resulted in a very awake baby at 3:30AM. She got a mini-bath with baby wipes, and then a complete bath this morning to get the dried formula out of her hair.
I was able to catch up on my sleep this morning when J took over Baby Duty, but apparently she waited until now to catch up on hers. She is now napping, and has been napping for the last 3 hours. Lovely 
In other news, we’re starting the “solid foods stage,” which would be more aptly named the “toxic death-bomb diapers stage.” She loves pears, can’t get enough of them. Bananas, however, are more useful for wearing than for eating.
