Owen slept 9-4 last night, which for those of you playing along at home is a 7 hour stretch from a three-week old and further proof that everyone should have nine pound (by now closer to eleven pound) babies. So hooray! And also ouch! I had to get up and pump four ounces of milk before feeding him so that he wouldn't chip a tooth on my rock-hard boobs. You know, if he had any teeth.