Last night was rough. At about 1 am, Declan decided it was daytime. He wasn't especially fussy, just awake. We paced the house, we rocked, we sang... and we still didn't get back to sleep 'til 4 am or so.
Week five was good. His head control has improved drastically, it's like having a different baby. He has chubbier cheeks, more fat rolls, even a new cry. Here are some pictures of my five-week old!
And some pretty baby parts, just for you: