In Which I Gloat and You Want To Punch Me In the FaceMonica Bielanko
Eleven hours! ELEVEN HOURS! I want to conduct a few Sound of Music twirls in my front yard in my pajamas this morning. My little Henry David slept for eleven hours last night with nary a peep.
I put him down (what is with this saying ‘I put him down’? It reminds me of putting an oldtimer dog down at the vet’s office) last night around eight o’clock. I went in three or four times to reinsert dropped binky and by nine he was out. He didn’t wake up until around eight this morning. Well, he might’ve woken up before then, but I checked on him at seven and he was asleep, when I checked again around seven-thirty he was flirting with his mobile. Just grinning away at that thing like he might take it on a date later today.
So, how did I do it? The secret to motherhood, after the jump.
Like I know what the hell I did. Just milked him up and put him down. Although, in light of this somewhat controversial post, I will say I put him down on his back because of his love affair with his mobile. But I still feel okay about putting him down on his stomach if he seems into it.
Keep in mind that even though he slept for eleven uninterrupted hours that doesn’t mean I did. My body is on automatic wake up, at this point. I was up at all the usual times expecting to hear him whimper for booby. I tiptoed into his room around three – his usual feeding time – and he was out. Who knows if this is a harbinger of what’s to come, but the fact that he’s demonstrated that he can sleep that long at two-and-a-half months is awesome times awesome plus fantastic.
Now, if only I can recreate the scenario tonight. I’ll prepare for bedtime like an athlete before the big game, only instead of refusing to change my lucky socks I’ll wear my same milk-stained nursing bra. Although, of course now that I’ve publicly gloated The Universe is likely to bitch-slap me back into submission with a raging case of colic.
Keep your fingers crossed!
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