Sleep and Onions

On Friday night Finwe gave us the gift of sleep. He slept from 10pm until 5am. That was absolutely wonderful. Then on Saturday, I messed up. I made the mistake of eating fried rice with onions in it. This meant that at no time on Sunday would Finwe sleep without someone holding him. We could lull him into the deepest sleep, the type of sleep where you can pick up an arm and let it drop without perturbing him. However, if we set him down on the bed, swaddled or not, he would wake in minutes. I hope we have the onions all out of our systems.