For the first time ever (AKA the last 24 hours), Silas has been sticking to 2.5-3 hours in between feedings, including at night, which means that I woke up each time to his cries feeling almost rested instead of ready to bargain anything for five more minutes of sleep. I swear that even though it was raining this morning, the sun somehow looked a little brighter and I'm almost positive everything I look at today looks a little friendlier. Am I in a Disney movie?
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