6 months!

I never update. I'm sorry. I'm probably the most boring person to follow ever.

As much as I've been looking forward to/dreading it, The Munch turned 6 months old yesterday. I was half sappy, half excited.

Yes, his hair sticks out like that all the time.



 The night before his birthday, he was all wound up. I finally calmed him down enough to settle into the rocker with me and eat. He finally fell asleep in my arms around 10:30. I still nurse him to sleep at night. I don't really care that you aren't 'supposed' to, it's comforting to him and me and the child will only be this little once. Anyway-I set him in his crib and turn his Sleep Sheep on, and head to our bedroom and go to bed.

I woke up in a PANIC at 4 a.m.. I haven't heard from him at all. I run down the hall and fling his door open, and he's snoring away with his hand across his forehead. I tiptoe back to bed and lie there, perplexed. I don't have a Sleep-through-the-night'er. Not even close. What is going on??

He wakes up to eat at 5:10, passes out in our bed (I leave him there all snuggled in with J) and get ready for work. Apparently, that was his half-birthday gift to me-a full night of sleep. The one and only time he's ever STTN. And it was a one-time gift apparently, because last night was back to the same-down at 10, up at 12:45, 2, and 4:30, then out of bed at 5:45 for work. Blah!! I'm just so stinking proud of my munchkin. A one-time deal maybe, but it was awesome.