100 days!

Yay! We've survived 100 days of parenting, and Charley has survived 100 days of us parenting! Seems scary that almost a 1/3 of a year could pass so quickly, but I think it's because most days just feel blended together like one monumentally long day. After weeks of pretty good sleeping pattern, Charley decided to reverse his day and night yesterday. You'd think that watching the sun rise would be nice, but I was too delirious to enjoy the sight. Of course, now it 11 a.m. and he's alllll worn out and sleeping again... hmmmm. This could be dangerous. I think I'll keep poking him today and reminding him it's not night time yet.
Anyway... In the chaos of the heat/heart-monitor/no sleeping week, I don't have any new shots. I thought I'd post a comparison though of where he was at around 100 days ago, compared to this week. I love that early shot of us in bed. Kizzy was snuggling him something awful. She knew he needed to keep his back warm! And that hat! That was the one that Charley got in CHEO from the ladies group who knits for preemies. When I tried it on him the other day it looked like a yarmulke!