Luke learns. He learned how to breastfeed in a single day. He (and we) were a little confused at first. He was definitely making clear motions that he wanted to be fed, but he definitely didn't have the patience to get any milk.
He apparently had a lot of bowels to move. He woke us up every hour under the strain of filling a diaper with a sticky black substance. Finally at about 4 a.m. we gave up and let the nursery have him for a couple hours so we could sleep.
It's now 10:00 on our second night. Luke has been feeding, but he has enjoyed it a little too much. He won't stop crying because he thinks he needs to sleep attached to Melissa.
Actually, at the moment he won't stop crying regardless. I hope he gets tired soon. Melissa apparently has infinite endurance. She's had about 4 hours of interrupted sleep in the last 72 hours, and that's not including the whole labor thing she just went through. I want to help her sleep, but he's chosen his favorite.
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