We Saw This Coming

Oh, yeah. I totally jinxed it. After saying I felt like I understood the sleep thing, the Bug didn't sleep at all from 1:15 yesterday afternoon until 9:30 at night. We tried fifty million things, and he dozed for about 30 seconds here and there, but then woke himself up with a vengeance every time. It wasn't my best day. It wasn't Steve's best day either -- he came home early to help and then took over Ben-care for about 2 hours while I hid in the basement until the crying got to him too, and he handed him back. Finally -- using the age-old remedy -- I just fed the boy for about an hour and a half straight (I cringe just admitting that. . . look ma, no schedule! I fed the kid just to keep him quiet, now he's going to think food is a palliative and want it all the time! (I know that this is not actually true for a variety of reasons, not the least of which was that he was actually that hungry. . . but still.)) and he finally fell asleep soundly and totally at 9:30.

And he slept until 5 AM.

Just when he took away all my resources, the kid promptly makes up for it by sleeping through the night.

If I didn't know that this was only going to last 3 more days, I'd be damn excited. . .