Saturday night Dexter went to bed around 9:30 and slept until 6:30 ish I think. It was pretty great and I was definitely encouraged - doubtful that it would continue, but still encouraged!
However, it was short-lived when Sunday night Dex woke up once in the middle of the night and then again very early in the morning. It's ok, though, I thought, since the previous night had shown promise.
But Monday night we had another great night. And this time I tried to put him down just a little earlier still - I put him down at 8:30pm. He went to sleep pretty quickly, and woke up the next morning at 8am. Yes, haters, I said EIGHT A M. That was a GREAT night.
Tuesday during the day Dexter had terrible naps - probably because he worked so hard with Uncle Josh! So, I knew he would have to go to bed maybe even earlier. Joel did most of the routine (until the feeding part!) and we put Dexter to bed at 6:45pm. Guess what time that little guy woke up next? Go ahead, just guess. Did you guess TWELVE HOURS LATER? Because then you would be correct. Dexter woke up this morning after our BEST NIGHT EVER at 7am.
Man this is awesome.
But don't worry. I'm not getting too big a head yet. I know that it likely won't continue, but I also know I'm pretty stoked about it all! And also, don't worry that I'll start putting him to bed around 4pm or anything - I'm not trying to set a world record for baby sleeping. But I'm pretty happy with my twelve hours.
In honor of this momentous occasion, here are some pictures of Dexter sleeping. Imagine them set to a slideshow of sleepy music - or maybe something sappy like that "Butterfly Kisses" song - you know, in that vein.
Seriously, I have the best baby in the world.
