King Sleep

If I were to discuss this with you in person, you might be startled to see that it makes me cry. I have hesitated to write about this, because I had not yet uncrossed my fingers. I am beginning to believe, however, that what Brett and I experienced ALL last week is the beginning of the norm, and not a seven-days-of-exceptions.

Warrick is sleeping at night.

He is 16 months old.

He has slept through the night, PRIOR to this week, a total of 14 times. That, my friend, is a very low percentage. If I were to give you the number of nights we spent experimenting with all sorts of approaches, it would be somewhere in the 400 range. TOO much time spent awake at night.

I have 4 months, give or take a few nights, hopefully, to sleep at night until this next baby comes. I am seriously considering throwing a pajama party to thank Jesus for this gift.

He even likes his bed, by the way. And his blanket, and a small pillow. I have no idea what prompted this change of heart, but we will say it's Jesus since nothing we did seemed to have much affect on him.

Yay.