So, I plan to write about Christmas and Evan's birth, but thought I'd start with today and then go back, hopefully on Monday, to write about those things.
Last night was a pretty good night. I picked Joshua up from school and was told that he didn't nap - he had better things to do. And I could tell that he was tired. So, we came home and put on a Dora and waited for Anina to bring dinner over. We ate, got jammies on, and watched one more Dora before Joshua picked out books to read for bedtime. Brian got home in time for the end of book time and then Joshua and I listened to music and snuggled before kissing goodnight. He called twice but then was quiet.
I fed Evan at 10 and we too went to bed. And then he didn't wake till 1 at which time he ate and went right back to sleep until 4. And then he was a little fussy and didn't go back to sleep till almost 5, slept till 6, ate, and then slept till 8.
I remember Joshua crying a lot. A LOT. Like, for hours. And not sleeping. Joshua's lack of sleep put me in a total funk of sleep deprivation. But, so far, Evan is different. Everyone said he would be, and I just hoped for a better sleeper than Joshua. I can only hope that this keeps up.