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I took Olivia in for her nine month well baby check this morning. She weighed in at 22 pounds and 12 ounces, putting her in the 98th percentile. She was 29 inches long, which is the 96th percentile, so at least she’s proportionate!

Our doctor was surprised to hear that she’s still waking up twice at night to eat. She suggested that perhaps she was just nursing for comfort, as she was to a point where she should be able to go quite a few hours without eating. With this in mind, she said that I should avoid getting up with her, and instead, have Bryan offer her a cup of thawed milk. Eventually, she’ll decide that since she’s not getting what she really wants, it won’t be worth getting up.

Obviously, I think this is fantastic. I’m sure my already sleep-deprived husband believes I cooked this scheme up on my own. In fact, I joked about needing a signed affidavit to prove this was legitimate.

In reality, though, I probably won’t go through with this plan. Eventually, she’ll figure it out, right?

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go put Ava back in bed for the 47th time.