There are nights where Miles goes to bed peacefully and without protest. Then there are nights like this. https://videopress.com/v/TAcS0Dh4?preloadContent=metadata In case you're curious, when Miles starts fretting over his "bewn," he's referring to the balloon he was holding in his hand that he lost his grip on.
Sometime in the inky blackness of night, I was jostled from my sound sleep by the sound of Miles's voice over the monitor. "Mommy! Mickey fall!" Okay, actually I was jostled from my slumber by Jaclyn's follow-up. "Can you go get him?" I stumbled out of bed and down the hall to Miles's room, waking … Continue reading Year 3, Day 176: Sounds of the Night-time VIII
Last night was a restless one for me or Jaclyn. Miles managed to sleep pretty well, thankfully, with the exception of an incident around 4:30 in the morning. As I was tossing and turning in bed, the relative silence was pierced as Miles's voice suddenly came blaring through the monitor."I don't want it! I don't … Continue reading Year 3, Day 110: Sounds of the Night-time VII
You know what's more jarring and unnerving than hearing Miles suddenly start wailing in the middle of the night? Hearing him unexpectedly start laughing in the middle of the night. Chilling.
Miles woke up a bit fussy last night, so I got up and held him a little before setting him back down in his Pack 'n' Play with some toys. At this point, his crying turned into...well, give it a listen.
Until our move last week, Miles has spent his nights sharing a room with us. While there's something really wonderful about hearing him breathing or rolling over during the night, Jaclyn and I were both ready to reclaim our space (and give Miles room to accommodate all of his stuff). Now that Miles has his … Continue reading Day 233: Sounds of the Night-time IV