Last night although there was quite some fussing, Jack did let me watch my weekly dose of TV, Lost. There were some moments I had to carry him standing but the viewing was pretty smooth sailing. Afterwards I changed him and fed him again. He seemed inconsolable at one point but I realised he might want to be put to bed already. And it worked like a charm. He cooed and gurgled and finally fell asleep by midnight.

He didn't wake again till 5am (back to normal!), nursed for half an hour. I took the opportunity to trim his nails while he rooted half asleep wiggling like a marionette, and changed his diaper. He slept almost instantly when he returned to his crib.

The next time he woke was 830am. He fed quickly and went to sleep within 15 minutes. I'm not sure when he woke again but he fussed, cried once (as I was getting ready to pick him up), and fell back asleep. The next time - daytime declared - was 1130am. He nursed hungrily (while crying "Gi!") and cooed when I changed him and played him his Mozart.

After a few nights of sleep deprivation, last night was a reprieve. I can only conclude that it was either something I ate or a growth spurt. Probably both.

My Dad is happily playing with him now. :D

Sleep: 5 + 3.5 (3) + 3 (2.5)
Song: Crazy by Gnarls Buckley - yesterday his Dad and I danced him to the song while he shrieked in glee. He likes it more than Be My Baby!