Well, that one night he did, anyway. The following night he woke up 125 times. Now he is back to wanting a bottle at 4:15am, which is actually not bad at all. We are getting close. I can feel it. For starting out needing to be held in the chair all night long, I can't complain at all about how far he has already come.
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