the night shift

I am so thankful that our nights with Crew have changed since he was first born. In his early days we would get 1-2 hours of consistent sleep a night before waking up for another feeding. I didn't think our sleep would ever improve. Our nightly routine consisted of Will getting up to hand Crew to me so I could feed him. Will was always so willing to help - and still is.

Now that Crew sleeps through the night for the most part, we have a new routine. Sometimes he will wake up after being asleep for 5-6 hours and be fussy. Will is the one who goes in to give him his paci and try to soothe him to go back to sleep. We've found that this works so much better than if I go in there. If it's me who goes in right away, he thinks it's time to eat and won't go back to sleep.

Last night was one of those nights when Crew just didn't sleep well. Will had gotten him back to sleep around 1-2 AM, but Crew just kept waking up. I got up next (without Will knowing - he's a heavy sleeper) and tried to get my sweet boy back to sleep. After several minutes I finally decided that I would just go ahead and feed him. He's wasn't going to sleep otherwise. I picked him up and turned around to see a dark shadow in the doorway. I about lost it.

Will had heard Crew on the monitor and got up to check on him without realizing that I wasn't even in bed. So when I turned around and saw him I almost jumped out of my skin. And when he saw someone in the darkness in Crew's room, I think he about had a heart attack. We both had to catch our breath after scaring each other. It's pretty funny thinking about it now!

I love this blondie so much!