tales of a monday night

i'm writing this blog more for myself then the rest of the world because i wanted to remember this story...hope you think it as cute as i do!

so about 5 nights ago, max started sleeping through the night (10pm-6am) and i couldn't be happier....i kept telling myself not to get my hopes up too much bc i know he is supposed to go through a growth spurt soon and that could mean getting back up to eat in the middle of the night. so last night, when i heard him start to fuss, i looked at the clock. 4:07am. shoot, i thought, but then i remembered what i had read in some book (i've read a few about sleeping schedules so i really can't remember)...sometimes babies will start to wake up out of habit, not necessarily because they need to eat. so as i climbed the stairs i decided i would turn him over, give him his paci, and see if he would go back to sleep. as i walked into his room, he got quiet and when i peeked over the crib at him he had the BIGGEST smile on his face...it was like he was saying "GOTCHA MOM!"...it was all i could do not to pick him up and snuggle that happy boy. luckily though, i remembered that it was 4 oclock in the morning so i just rolled him over and went back downstairs. by the time i got back to my bed, he was already back asleep and i didn't hear another peep until 6:10am.

sometimes i really can't believe how smart (and a little manipulative) babies can be...i'm sure max will continue to keep me on my toes!