Two days in, and I think we're ready to maybe hold off on the night-time potty training for now. We've been diligent (me in the early hours and Jaclyn in the middle of the night) about checking in on Miles periodically, entering his room, lifting him out of bed and setting him, under the groggiest … Continue reading Year 2, Day 312
Miles's holiday weekend was unfortunately marred last night when, after growing increasingly cranky during the evening, he became lethargic and developed a fever. After we brought him home from dinner and laid him down in bed, I asked him if he needed medicine. He nodded in a way that was so pathetic it split my … Continue reading Year 2, Day 306
Miles's first week in his real bed has gone very smoothly overall. Last night, though, he did wake up crying in the middle of the night. "Can you go check on him?" Jaclyn asked. "No," I answered as honestly as I could in the middle of the night, going back to sleep as Jaclyn got … Continue reading Year 2, Day 297
Last night, for the second time ever, I was forced to abscond into the night with Miles who, flagrantly refusing to sleep or cease his screaming, left me with little recourse but to drive him around until his ass fell asleep. Normally, we would've just let him eventually put himself back to sleep, trying our … Continue reading Year 2, Day 272
I'm not sure why or how this happened, but the last two nights of sleep have been better than any I can remember in the last year. I've written previously about how fortunate we've been with Miles's propensity for slumber since his birth, but at best this still means a degree of restlessness at some … Continue reading Year 2, Day 261
Sometimes Miles, like Liz Lemon, just needs some night cheese.
When daddy finally gets home after a long day and discovers that it's very possible he'll be sleeping on the couch tonight.