The Roamer, The Wiggler, Squirmy, Thrashy, whatever you want to call him... The Boy was again all over the place last night. Pete actually managed to put him into the co-sleeper, asleep, and he stayed there, asleep, on his tummy, until after 11:00. Granted, that was only a little over an hour, but it's a start. He woke up, and I let him stir and fuss until it was clear that he was just going to get more upset, rather than settle down. He nursed a bit and then fell asleep, winding up like a little hyphen between Pete and I. Don't be fooled by their size: babies take up a lot of room when they are sleeping. Then he stayed asleep until 2:45 or so, and we did the same routine again. Stir, fuss, wait, escalate, nurse.
But hey, Pete's muscle relaxants seemed to work!