To most, a 5:45 wake-up call on a Saturday seems like a terrible way to start the morning.
Today it is welcomed.
The past two nights Leila has slept through her 3am nursing session. What does this mean to me? SLEEP! Glorious oh-how-I-have-missed-you sleep!
The first time it happened I woke up in a panic wondering if Leila was alright. Today, I slept peacefully for 8 HOURS STRAIGHT (Yes, that means I went to bed at 9:30ish on a Friday night. Don't judge.)
I know writing about how Leila slept "through the night" finally at five and a half months old will NOT jinx it...but I am knocking on wood just in case. Twice.