At the hospital, they must have swapped out my baby with a French baby. Because Holden already does his nights. Two months old, and he sleeps until morning! Until this week, he woke up between 5 and 6 for his first feeding, but twice now, he has slept until 7a! Then, of course, because I am a woman of leisure, I hold him in bed until he falls back asleep and we’re usually up for the day between 8:30 and 9a. Sorry to the other couple who got my crabby, moody baby. I’m not switching back! I’m the most well-rested mother of an infant there ever was.
Last night, Brandon didn’t want to be alone. He kept saying, “baby in crib!” (he hasn’t mastered articles yet). So I obliged him for a few minutes. He is so happy when he is next to Holden. It’s amazing that just a couple months ago he didn’t know the joy of being a big brother. Now, he can’t get enough of it.