Last night Henry really had me freaking out. The little guy went to sleep at 5:30 p.m., having eaten at four o’clock. I figured, like every night, he would wake up around 6:30 p.m., eat again (at least once!) and then hit the sack for the night around eight or nine.
Well, he stayed asleep until, get this, ONE THIRTY A.M.!!! That’s eight hours, people!! And the only reason he roused at one thirty was because I was convinced he was either in a coma or so hungry that he was too weak to move…I just couldn’t believe he would sleep that long in one stretch, so I fed him and then popped him back in the crib.
I’m not going to kid myself into thinking this is a trend, but wow. My only regret is that I was so freaked out I couldn’t take advantage of that full eight hours and pack in a ton of sleep myself!
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