It has been almost 7 weeks since this little man has been in our lives and we have been trying desperately to get him packed with enough calories during the day so that he sleeps for atleast a 5-6 hour stretch. We’ve bought a couple of books with tips and recently bought the “Miracle blanket” to keep his hands from waking him up in the middle of the night and hopefully buy us a couple more hours of sleep (well, buy me some sleep atleast since I’m the one getting up 90% of the time). Well this morning, Kanan decided to wake up at 5:50 am after his middle of the night feeding when he woke me up at 3am. My goal is to start the morning at 7-7:30 and Kanan has made it to that point a few times. This morning after Mike tried to get him back to sleep and realized it just wasn’t going to happen, I went in with my eyes still closed and dragging my feet, praying to God to help me get through the morning happily. I picked him up and layed him down on the changing table to change his diaper and put him in his day clothes before I fed him and played with him. There he lay, hair in disarray from his active sleep and he looks up at me and smiles the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. I took a picture. Ok, I thought, he is worth it.