It was last Tuesday night. Well, technically it was Wednesday morning. It was five o’clock on Wednesday morning. Nate had just been fed a bottle around 2:30. I didn’t think he could possibly be hungry again already. I had tried to comfort him in his crib, and managed to settle him for a few minutes. Until I got back into bed, of course, at which time he began to wail again.
“Did you just come from his room?” Graham asked groggily.
“Yes,” I answered. “There’s nothing wrong with him, he’s just going to have to cry for a few minutes,” I went on. I was tired.
Ten minutes went by and Nate still hadn’t gone back to sleep. My patience was wearing thin.
“I’m never going to sleep longer than two hours at a time EVER AGAIN!” I stormed angrily down the stairs to the kitchen to make a bottle.
The next morning I decided it was time. It was time for Nate to try some solid food. I had been keeping track of how much he’d eaten over the last few days and he was averaging about 38 oz. of formula over a 24-hour period.
Wednesday when we got up, I asked some friends for advice about starting to add some solid foods to Nate’s cereal, and I had a few different jars on hand that a friend had passed along to us. I started with sweet potatoes. I mixed them into Nate’s oat cereal about half-and-half.
I expected him to make a face when he tried his new food, and although he definitely noticed something was different, he didn’t skip a beat. He ate it right up. He had some more that night before bed with his bottle.
That night, he slept from 11:30 until 5:30 STRAIGHT, the longest stretch of continuous sleep he’d ever had. Since then he’s been doing pretty well. Most nights he still wants to eat every three to four hours up until 1:30 or 2:00, and then he’ll sleep until 7:30 or 8:00.
He had sweet potatoes every day for four days, and then I tried green beans yesterday, which he also ate up.
I think he’s going to be a great little eater!