Gonna Jinx it!

I just have to shout this from the roof tops, and I'll probably end up jinxing it in doing so, but...
...for the second night ever, Stefan drifted peacefully to sleep in my arms, we rocked for a few minutes (I didn't want to put him down he was too sweet just to sit and stare at), and I gently laid him down. He threw his head back, the way he does so his face doesn't end up smooshed into sheets (or arm pits as the case would be if he was next to me), and he stayed there without a peep for hours. It was bliss!

Now, however, there is all sorts of commotion and I have to go!