Friday night something wonderful happened. Phoebe slept for six hours straight.
In her own bed.
And I slept for five of those hours.
It's shocking how refreshed I felt after only sleeping for one to three hours stretches for almost a month. She's been getting better about sleeping in her bed, but this is the longest snooze so far. And then, after she ate, she slept for another three hours. That's eight hours of sleep for this usually bleary-eyed mom.
I got up on Saturday and felt so good I went ahead and made a triple batch of waffles. Yeah, it was kind of overkill and I was pretty tired by the end of the first session of General Conference (although that has more to do with wrangling the big brothers than making breakfast), but wow, it was nice to have energy again.
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