If she's had her bath before 7, I can sometimes squeeze in a bedtime book before she gets squirmy.
If Graham and I have played in the den with Eden until after 7, then it's all I can do to keep her distracted while I get her dressed before she's starts crying for her bottle. That thing you hear about babies getting used to a schedule ... she so knows this one.
Bath, pj's, then it's, "Please let me have my bottle." [I'm assuming that if she could talk she'd say that instead of crying.]
Then, I get to cuddle with her as she drinks her bottle.
I finally got a picture of her "I have no more energy" pose that she does every night after playing with my hair or grabbing my shirt for a bit. Once she's really settled down, her little hand goes over her eyes, and she's close to dreamland.
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It's really fun hearing the more everyday moments/patterns of Eden's life. I appreciate that!
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