I never thought I’d have a baby that slept longer than my 4-year-old, but less than a week into this mom-of-two thing, we’ve gotten pretty lucky.
Granted, baby girl is a little jaundiced and we think that’s causing her to want to sleep more. She could be warming us up for years full of sleepless nights (much like her brother who wouldn’t let us sleep for 15 months.)
This morning I woke to Lucas at my bedside (before 7 a.m.) telling me he was done sleeping, the sun was coming up, and a slew of other things. I think his Ninja Turtle sword was involved and even that thing is noisy. It took multiple tries to get him to stay in his room for 5 more minutes – or until his clock turned green. Eventually his clock was green, and the baby was starting to stir.
I knew I was on borrowed time to get breakfast ready. Imagine my surprise (and delight!) that I had all three of us fed before 8 a.m. (The husband and I are working through the sleep deprivation. I let him sleep in this morning if I got to nap during the day. That’s the only reason I didn’t have breakfast for 4 prepared.)
The baby is still far too young to be out in crowds, so stores and restaurants are a no-go for us at this point. I know things will be slower and we’re definitely adjusting. I just hadn’t anticipated our strong-willed boy to be SO accepting. He really has done a great job (even if he doesn’t really think much of her when she’s sleeping – we think the world of her!) 🙂
And in a few more weeks I’ll be able to help more (oh the downside of surgery. Not being able to do simple things on your own.) I’m looking forward to that normalcy to return to our house.