For the most part, David sleeps right through the night without a peep.
Sometime we hear him before he falls right back to sleep.
For the last month of so, he'll wake up sometimes and not be able to go back to sleep. We go in to comfort him and help him go back to that special dreamy place, but every once in awhile, he just can't and the assumption is that he is hungry.
So I'll take him quietly into the living room (with his cuddle blanket, of course!) and feed him.
A few nights ago, Bill came downstairs to check on us and make sure everything was OK. When I sat David up to burp, he took one look at his daddy and smiled his huge melt-your-heart smile that lights up his face and ours! We smiled and giggled for a bit in the moonlight enjoying this middle of the night moment when we were all 'supposed' to be asleep.
We've read the books: If you feed your child in the middle of the night, use only the light you need. Keep the room dark and quiet; you don't want baby to think it's time to get up or it's play time. Feed and gently place your baby in bed to go back to sleep.
Had we followed the well-intended advice, we would have missed this very special moment still etched so vividly in our hearts.
We just love this little man. We lay in bed at night and just laugh at all the silly things he does: His facial expressions,
his smiles,
his explorations of his world from a seated position,
his personality that we are just beginning to see.
We love bath time almost as much as he does.
We love getting over him when he's on his back so we can laugh and giggle with him.
We love sitting on the floor playing with his toys.
We love him.
We are so thankful.
So blessed.
Which kind of explains the lack of blogging:
When he's up, we play with him.
When he's asleep, well... the house needs us!
I'll get back on it!
Promise
