So some things I thought were givens, and they apparently aren't.
I thought that giving him medicine would be a fight every time - it was the first time! - but he actually likes it. It's a little syringe thing and you fill it up with pink goo to deliver. I put it to the back of his mouth on one side and squeeze a bit, take it out, watch for swallow and switch sides. Takes about four times to get it all. He's totally happy about it. Huh.
I thought I'd have a harder time with being woken up so much. For the most part, outside of really rough nights, I do okay. Dusty thought he'd do just fine with lack of sleep and it's become not true at all.
He likes being undressed. Well, really, he's learning to do it himself he likes it so much. You pull the sleeves taut and he'll pull out his arms and then he pulls it over his head on his own. Shirts, anyway. Pants.. he could probably do it I pull them down a bit and he pulls out his legs. He puts things on well, too - pushing his arms and legs in.