Faceplant splitsville...

Chester has been screaming himself to sleep for the last few nights.  I want to go in and hug him but Tim says doing that will just make it worse.  Sigh.  He finally passes out but it's never pretty.  He basically sits on his butt and wails, until he pitches forward on his face, legs splayed and passes out.

Here's a picture of him in the baby monitor tonight.

We usually go in and change his position but soon after this was taken he shifted to his side. I'd like to think it's progress but I'm chalking it up to a fluke this time!