For some strange, crazy awesome reason that I cannot figure out, Clark has been cranking out 10-12 hours of sleep for the past two weeks. I'm not doing anything different, it just happened out of nowhere. He goes to bed at 7:30 and wakes up anywhere between 6-7:30 the next morning. I kind of miss getting up at 3 am and doing the zombie walk from my room to his. THAT'S A LIE. I thoroughly enjoy my nine or more hours of sleep and I lovingly embrace and cherish my dreams.
Should I be overly optimistic and hope that this is permanent? Hmm...
If only I could teach Clark how to not freak out and have a meltdown in public when he gets tired. It would be so lovely for him to fall asleep in his car seat when we are out and about, but that is not happening these days. He cries at a very loud volume and I make a mad dash toward the nearest exit. That happened at Belk yesterday and I had to leave all the clothes on the floor of the dressing room because I was scared people were cursing me and judging me. And I never, repeat NEVER, leave clothes in a dressing room. I am open to suggestions on how to prevent these types of situations. How can I keep Clark from fighting naps like they are the devil?
But I'm certainly not complaining about night time. After about 100 days of consecutively seeing the 3:00 a.m. hour, I can proudly say that he sleeps through the night. And because I said that out loud, I'm pretty sure that Clark will wake up 20 times tonight and point and laugh at me. We'll see.
Also, he is only pooping once every three days. I hope that is normal.