Our pediatrician told me I was crazy to still have Ben in our room and that he was only waking up at night for "social visits"
So last night he slept in his crib in Dylan's room.
he went to bed around 8 pm...I didn't hear a peep from him until 4 am.
I actually slept! At night! A lot!!!
It was great!
That's the good news.
The bad news is that my boobs didn't get the memo and by the time the baby wanted something to eat they were boulders strapped to my chest and I was soaking wet.
Nothing sexier than a rock hard tit.
PS: What do you think of the new masthead photo? I love it. It totally symbolizes the change in seasons and my melancholy as of late.
But what do YOU think?