STTN

Sleep Through The Night. Dirty little words. A coveted goal, if unreached by a certain age (usually at only a couple months old parents start this brag), your a Parent Fail. I used to fess up how he didn't STTN, and how he took hours to put down some nights, and yes, I am a firm believer in parenting to sleep. Then I'd receive a litany of advice focusing around letting him cry, ignoring xyz, etc. Now, especially at a year, I just lie... "he sleeps soundly. All the way, every night."

The truth is that he wakes, usually 1-2 times now, and half the time, he has fallen back asleep before I poke my head in to see why he's crying. That is a fabulous transition from waking every two hours, not much more than two months ago. Once we moved away from co-sleeping, we were both able to get more solid hours of sleep. I'll brag about how that transition occurred in a future post. Some nights, he doesn't wake at all until the early morning. Most mornings, if it's light out when he's up, I coax him into bed with me for the feeding and squeeze an hour or two more sleep out of him: it's beautiful! The best part, even better than STTN, is that for about 3 nights in a row, plus a few more prior, but not consecutively, he has gone to bed with NO, I repeat NO fussing. Please don't let that jinx me!

A wise friend, who happens to be a colleague and my boss says, "It's not who they are, it's where they are." It's so amazing that where they are changes over night. I'll never get over that!

Sick Day

How could this sweet face be so loud?!

I think this is my 3rd time being sick with Stefan...at least the 3rd where it would matter. Last year I could camp out in bed all day, while Stefan, at 2-3 months old, was asleep beside most of the time. This year, not so much luck. Even when he's sick, he doesn't stop...he just wants to be held through it all (that was last week). Now I have it, and it's impossible to have a sick day with a 1 year old. I only need to be healthy 2-3 days a week, for teaching purposes, so I'm hoping to make a miraculous recovery over night, so I can hop out of bed at 6 am tomorrow morning, ready to sing and dance with the little guys down in Fairfield. Maybe mother nature could help out with that a little bit and drop so of that snow a little early...