After months getting up a billion times a night, Baby A slept from 8:15 last night to 5:15 this morning. Then, she woke up for about 15 minutes, went back to sleep, and is STILL asleep at 7:45. Hold your applause, please. This could be a fluke and I don’t want to get too excited. You’re probably thinking I feel super rested today, huh? Well, I don’t, because I kept waking up to check on her. I came downstairs four times to make sure she was breathing.
One morning this week, I found myself Googling "Guiness Book of World Records...number of times toddler wakes up in the middle of the night." I thought we might as well get recognized for our achievement. There is no such entry, of course, but if there were, we'd take the Gold for sure. Another morning, after 5 hours of sitting upright on the couch with her on my lap and my legs curled underneath me, I realized I couldn't get up. No, I mean, I COULD NOT GET UP. My legs were in a perpetual bent position and they wouldn't straighten out. After much popping, creaking and flexing, I was able to make it to the bathroom. Ugh. Let's hope those days are behind us.
Blogging is my on July to-do list. I’ve been really slacking and I miss it. Honestly, with Baby A’s sleep pattern (which resembles that of a colicky newborn), it’s just hard for my poor brain to string together a coherent sentence.
We did have an awesome beach trip a couple of weeks ago. Except for Hunter, who had to work, it was a true family trip with no extras. I can’t remember the last time (if ever) that has happened. Haley and Karlie usually want to take a friend. It’s awesome that they now consider themselves friends with EACH OTHER.
I’m going to try to blog about the trip soon - so stay tuned!
P.S. Baby A woke up at 8:03. I’m so impressed and holding my breath that this a new trend!