Sleeping Baby

He sleeps.

A lot.

I am not complaining. Let me repeat, I am not complaining.

I am worried. Mason did two things as a baby - ate and cried. No, that's wrong. He pooped and hiccuped too, but he never slept. And if, by some miracle, he did sleep he was in someone's arms, or rigged in a baby burrito with roaring white noise suffocating all silence. He never slept.

Grant sleeps. He sleeps on his tummy while I am folding laundry. He sleeps in his swing, when it's off, he sleeps while Mason bangs toys on our hard wood floors. He sleeps and sleeps and sleeps.

Again, I repeat, I am not complaining. I am actually scared to post this for fear that I will somehow break this magical spell.

But my concern with all this sleeping is that he is not eating quite enough. When he nurses, he nurses on the first side for, at most, 10 minutes. This is followed by me burping him and trying desperately to wake him. Then I practically forcefeed him the other side while he sleeps in my arms. I am not overly concerned. He appears to be growing and when he is awake is very alert and squirmy and kicky. So I think he is fine.

But he sleeps guys. He sleeps a lot. I don't know quite what to do with this.

Oh, and last night. He slept in his bed. He did wake up about four times, but ate, pooped and returned to slumberland.

Maybe I just forgot how much they sleep. But I just hope he's okay.

I am really scared to post this. Like I may curse it or something.

Quick Prayer:

Thank you Jesus for this sweet sleeping baby. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!!

P.S. After looking at the pictures of Grant's double chin, I think he is eating more than enough. If the double chin or rolls go away, then maybe I can worry...