Yeah, I jinxed myself a teeny bit with yesterday’s post. Jack did NOT sleep through the night last night. It was John’s turn to get up, and after two and a half hours (John tried longer than we usually go before trading), I got the text. “Help.” Jack had been trying to go to sleep, no crying or fussing, but he just didn’t settle. We traded at 4am (John and Jack had been up since 1:30), and Jack went right to sleep for me. He was out by 4:10, and I was back in bed ten minutes later. Sometimes the trade-off works like that – he just needs the new presence and out he goes. Sometimes the trade-off wakes him up completely and we’re all screwed.
We still got him up at 7am (need to stick to our routine!), and he went down for his nap easily, too. I did, too, right there on the floor with my left arm stuck through the slats of his crib. (He was sleeping on my hand.) That keeps happening – as uncomfortable as I am like that, I have dozed off with him every time I’ve put him down for a nap or at bedtime for more than a week. Too bad I have to work during nap time.