We watched the BHS Quartet Contest last night on webcast, which was fun. Congratulations to OC Times, who won the Gold Medal; they're a fun quartet of nice guys who have a lot of talent and personality. The Boy fell asleep on my wife's lap at around 9:00 and was placed in his crib soon after.
We got a LOT better, yesterday, at changing him in his crib / our bed / wherever without waking him. So, we changed him at 9, changed him at 11, changed him at 1 without waking him. I fell asleep around 12:30.
I woke at 3AM to change him and did a miserable job - because he WOKE up. And, he was up until almost 4:30 (when my wife's turn to change him was at 5). Miserable. I was exhausted enough to be near-delirious, and she was nice enough to take my 7AM changing and let me sleep an extra hour and a half (almost). I have an interview at 10AM, which will solidify my job for the fall, so I need to be reasonably conscious.
That was just not fun. This every-two-hour thing, while necessary and understandable, is not fun. I hearken back to blog posts made in October of last year, when the schedule of "every two to three hours, 24 hours a day" was really getting to me.
At least I was smart enough to bring him to our bed at 4 o'clock instead of wrestling with him for the crib. I don't think that I could have handled that.