I decided to use Mommy as a prop for a theory that I’ve been working on for a couple of days. So, at the end of the day, I’ve been clamoring to eat in clusters. Meaning, I’ll eat smaller ounces but with more servings. So, instead of my usual “Three Hours for Two Boobs” regimen that’s been working out, I’ll take 2 ounces of formula here, then an hour later, I want boob. Then ninety minutes later, gimme 3 ounces of formula. And then, before I sleep, more boob.
Smaller feedings, more servings.
Mommy was worried about it, thinking that I was becoming an overeater, but like I said, this was a theory I was working on, and it was time to turn it into practice.
And look what happened: Six straight hours of uninterrupted sleeping.
You see, by clusterfeeding, I’m filling myself up, thereby eliminating the need to be fed every three hours at night. So, even though Mommy and Daddy are semi-sleeping, waiting for me to cry for hunger, there I am, completely asleep, dreaming about mobiles.
What else did you think we dreamed about?