Feed on


Just a week ago, Simon got his days and nights upside down and kept Matt and me up all night. We were fried the next day, and more than a little scared that this pattern would hold.

Starting Sunday night–thank goodness–Simon settled into a new pattern of sleeping from 10:00 or so until 3:00, and again from around 4:00 or so until proper morning. I liked this schedule; Matt took over burping and rocking duties for the middle-of-the-night feeding in exchange for my handling the early morning one on my own. That way, we both got decent chunks of sleep and felt well rested (relatively speaking) the next day. In fact, I was sleeping so much better than than I had for the previous two months or so that I even began to dream again.

Last night Simon cleared another hurdle. He fed at 9:00, was asleep in his crib by 10:30, and did not wake up until 6:00 this morning. Delightful!

The only kink is that I woke up at around 4:30 confused as to why I wasn’t already up, then worried something might be wrong with Simon. Torn between my desire to confirm he was breathing and my worry I’d wake him up checking, I settled for the happy medium of tip-toeing into the nursery and checking on him with the lights still out and while holding my breath. He was fine of course.

And I have to say–as I’m sure any parent reading this understands all too well–Simon has never looked more beautiful than he did at 6:00 a.m. this morning after sleeping for so long. His cheeks were pink, his eyes were bright, his bed-head cuter than ever. I think his eye-lashes were even a tad longer! Beauty, after all, is in the eye of the beholder, and for a nice change the beholder wasn’t bleary-eyed from fatigue.

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