Tristan is pseudo-napping on the couch, while I sit on the floor next to him and pump. He’s sort of sleepy, but he’s not staying asleep. He wakes up and fusses if he drops the pacifier, which he rarely keeps in his mouth when he’s actually asleep. Normally he’d have woken up or passed out by now instead of going in and out of sleep. I’m anxiously awaiting the time when he can pick up his own damn pacifier!

Last night he managed to spit up on two of my shirts in a row. He’s sort of a cluster-spitter.. he’ll go for a while without any incidence of spitting up, and then about four feedings in a row will turn him into the human fountain. Not much we do seems to affect this – whether or not we burp him, feed him a certain amount or not, incline him or not, etc. However, he did get my hair straight out of the damn shower. Punk!