Last night, Oliver didn't want to go back to bed after his 2:45am feeding. We gave him a few pats, and I sang him a lullaby. When that didn't work, we decided to close his door, and we went to sleep. I'm not sure what happened after that, but I woke up at 6:15am to him calling out to get up for the day. On one hand, I feel guilty about leaving him to fend for himself last night. On the other hand, it seemed to work so well.
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