
Well, that brilliant baby must have heard I was tired and not too pleased with his nighttime sleep behavior, or I somehow tricked him into sleeping, because last night was the VERY BEST NIGHT OF SLEEP! Its like he read all of the baby books and decided to follow the rules! I love it!
So, let me set the stage. 7:30 pm. The baby starts to act a little fussy. I will not be fooled, I know it is because he is getting soooo sleepy. So I get the bedtime started. Warm bath running, I get the baby all naked for bathtime. (Insert Mr. Benoit's "It's Bathtime" song here) In he goes, all fun and loving it. He splashes and kicks and gives me the smiles and giggles, but he doesn't fool me, I know he is still tired. This is all just part of my plan. Mwah ah ah.
After cozy bathtime, I lure him back to the changing table. (OK, so I carried him, but doesn't 'lure' sound better?) I comb his hair, get him all dressed for bed, and then I see it.... a super deluxe yawn! I knew it! Victory will be mine! He is READY FOR BED!
Just so you know, I have been preparing for the best night of sleep ever all day. I have already laid my shirt down in the crib for him to lay on hoping that it may help him feel comforted in the night so he wouldn't feel the need to wake up eight thousand times. I have the muslin swaddle also in the crib so that I can wrap up his little arms which sometimes wake up the little guy when he reflexively moves them. I am prepared for almost anything. I can practically taste the sleep.
I sing, he eats, his eyes are getting heavy. Eureka! Sleep has landed. I lay him in the crib, wrap up his little arms, and slowly back away.
It worked! Now, I rush to bed myself. I won't miss out on one more minute of potential sleep. I WILL sleep when he sleeps, just like everyone says.
Except it is 8:15. I lay in bed until 10:00, wide awake. blink blink
Next thing I know, it is 11:40 and the baby is up for a snack. Not bad, 3 1/2 hours! I don't want to get cocky, things can turn sour so quickly. But, after he is done eating, I put him right back in the crib, wrap up his arms, and skulk back to bed where I find it much easier to sleep, even though I am giddy with anticipation. Will he sleep...will he?!?!
Yes! I am awakened at 4:30 am! This is the most supreme! He has done it! He has stuck the landing! After a little nursing, back to sleep!
Until 7:00 am. Does life get any better than this? I don't think so. He is sweetly playing with his mirror and play gym and I can hear Panda snoring and Ben sleeping in the other room, so Lucas is all mine. He is well rested and happy, and so am I! I love today!