The twins slept from 8:00 to 2:30 last night, then again from 2:45 to 6:45! It was seriously awesome. I'm not going to kid myself into thinking every night will be like this from now on, but it did come at a good time.
Both babies awoke in good moods, as one tends to do after a good night's sleep. In fact, I think this morning qualifies as my favorite parenting moment so far. I got to roll over and give my husband a big good-morning hug, then look over and see both our babies smiling at us. It was really amazing, and much needed.
Moi
- Snickollet
- I'm a mother and a widow, and a whole lot of other things. Here, though, I tend to write about parenting, grief, and their intersection.
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Ah, blessed sleep.
The four hour stretches are to be celebrated. The first time baby slept for more than 3 hours, I felt like maybe there was hope. heh. So dramatic huh? That's what sleep deprivation does to me, I guess.
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