…is no fun.
By the time I took these pictures last night, she was feeling considerable better compared to the past 36 hours (hence the cheesy posing). Wednesday and Thursday were nights from hell: Lots of crying, very little sleep for anyone. It was much worse that any newborn night we’d ever had.
Chris left town early yesterday morning for an audio fest in Detroit, but luckily for me, Charlotte slowly started to feel better as the day wore on. And last night, she went right to bed and slept her typical 12ish uninterrupted hours! It looks like we are back in favor with the healthy baby gods.