This morning my husband got up with the kids, let me sleep in a bit. He woke me at 7, (yes, that’s a sleep in) he was ready to leave for work.
I asked what time the baby woke up.
“He’s still sleeping.”
“Are you joking?”
I remember putting the baby back in his bed at 4am. Normally, he wouldn’t have lasted 20 minutes there.
For the first time…ever I believe, he has woken up in the morning in his bed. It felt odd being up without him. It felt even weirder to wake up, check that he wasn’t under the sheets or fallen off the bed and to not have him there. I got that sinking feeling some thing was wrong.
Nope, he was just sleeping like a normal child.
I wonder what tonight will bring…