Need I say more?!?
I'm ecstatic. I know that this is not necessarily a trend, and rough nights lie ahead, but mentally I feel like we've hit a major milestone. It was probably the first time I've slept > 7 hours straight in at least 5 months, because even at the end of my pregnancy I wasn't getting that kind of sleep straight. Awesome.
Today we went to East Windsor to see Nana and Grandpa... it was just one of those days when I looked at the boys this morning and was like "what are we going to do all day?"... so away we went. Jack was happy to see Rosie - he kept communicating with her - "euf. euf. euf." After his nap we took the boys to Lee's Turkey Farm, and after buying fresh veggies for dinner, we took Jack to the attached playground while Declan slept. We didn't get home until late tonight because I had so much laundry to catch up on at mom and dad's - it's been a pain to do laundry here in the house while the basement is being refinished. The basement is looking good - sheetrocking is pretty much done, and doors and trim will be going in tomorrow and Saturday.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Flipper and Barker
So Declan is the flipper - today he kept rolling from his back to his stomach. It's such an amazing discovery and a huge milestone. Flipper's in the bath right now with Daddy, and I can hear him laughing. I love it. I'm superstitious - for the past two nights we did a bath time routine, and for the past two nights he's slept > 6 hours in the first stretch. So bath time it is. "Flipper" is also an appropriate name for him because he loves the water - like Flipper the Dolphin - does anyone else remember that show? I used to like staying home sick from school so I could watch Flipper.
Jack is the barker because he has additionally added "woof" to his vocabulary! (pronounced "euf" or sometimes just a quiet "fffff") So he'll say "daw... euf! He's learning because he has this animal puzzle that makes sounds, and we do the animals every day. He can even put away some of the puzzle pieces which blows my mind.
Two other cute things that Jack did today: First, while I was holding Declan, Jack came over and gave Declan a hug and a kiss. This made me so happy because it shows me that Jack realizes that hugs and kisses are a way of showing love and affection, and that all the hugs and kisses I've given him have sunken in. Second, while I was talking on the phone this morning, I was pacing around the coffee table. I looked up and Jack had the TV remote to his ear, head tilted to the right, jabbering away, waving his left hand, and walking around the coffee table. Hilarious.
Jack is the barker because he has additionally added "woof" to his vocabulary! (pronounced "euf" or sometimes just a quiet "fffff") So he'll say "daw... euf! He's learning because he has this animal puzzle that makes sounds, and we do the animals every day. He can even put away some of the puzzle pieces which blows my mind.
Two other cute things that Jack did today: First, while I was holding Declan, Jack came over and gave Declan a hug and a kiss. This made me so happy because it shows me that Jack realizes that hugs and kisses are a way of showing love and affection, and that all the hugs and kisses I've given him have sunken in. Second, while I was talking on the phone this morning, I was pacing around the coffee table. I looked up and Jack had the TV remote to his ear, head tilted to the right, jabbering away, waving his left hand, and walking around the coffee table. Hilarious.
Monday, July 28, 2008
One Trick Pony
It's Monday morning and I'm able to write for two reasons: (1) Declan slept well last night - yay! and (2) Javier has the day off from work - yay!
Each of the boys is in a very different stage (obviously) so my focus for each is so different - with Declan it's still trying to get through some of the newborn stages like eating and sleeping. Saturday night was really really hard - Declan was up probably every two hours for the first half of the night and maybe every hour and a half for the second half of the night. And when he was awake, he was unhappy - crying at the top of his lungs unhappy. How this doesn't wake up Jack, I don't know, but thank goodness for that. We tried everything (rocking and feeding, letting him in our bed, walking around the bedroom) but it was really hard to get Declan back to sleep each time, and each time we did get him back down, it's hard going back to sleep knowing that we'll be up again soon. Fortunately, Declan did almost 6.5 hours last night, I was up with him for about 40 minutes (fed him from one side, he woke up almost immediately, fed him from the other and he was down for the count), and then he slept for another 3 hours. An awesome night's sleep for everybody.
With Declan's feeding, we're trying to transition him to taking a formula bottle every now and then (maybe 2-3 times a week) so that I can have more freedom in getting out of the house without the boys. Last week at the beach we tried to give him his first bottle of formula and Declan freaked out... I was a little disheartened, but since he's taken a few breast milk bottles, I was hoping we'd be ok. Yesterday Declan took 1oz of formula, mixed with 2oz of breast milk and it worked! Today he had 2oz of formula with 3.5oz of breast milk. So hopefully we'll keep changing the ratio until he can take a full bottle of formula. I plan to keep breastfeeding until the 6-9 month range, but we'll play it by ear.
Overall, Declan is a very good baby - he's so smiley and he's even laughing now. He laughs in the bathtub or when we play with his arms and feet. He also talks a lot - much more than Jack did at this age - and he loves to make ooo-ing sounds and talk while he's sucking on his hands and fingers.
Jack... Oh Jack. The stage he's in right now just makes me laugh all the time. His vocabulary is extremely limited to:
daaaww (dog)
dat (cat)
ob (up)
dow (down)
BAAAAAAA (his response when you say the word sheep)
zhoozh (shoes)
jhoozh (juice)
The other night I sang him a song with the word "sheep" in it, and when I said it, Jack just said "BAAAAAAA" - he sounds like a machine gun because he's so loud and forceful. When I asked Jack in the car about sheep, he Baaaa's away. When I asked him what the cow says, he started to whine and cry. So I said "Sheep" and he started baaaa-ing again, happy as can be. Javier said he's a one trick pony.
Sort of. He also bounces up and down saying "ob, dow, ob, dow". He can now climb up onto the couch, and reach things on the dining room table. So yesterday he pulled down a pile of juice boxes, picked one, pulled off the straw and was about to open it, saying "jhoozh".
But mostly Jack just cracks me up because he's just so busy running all day long, stopping every now and then to pick something up off the floor and hand it to me or Javier saying "shhh" (share) - and he doesn't look in the direction he's running so he frequently falls and face plants. Since he's used to it, he usually just gets back up and continues to run without looking where he's going.
So both boys are great.
Each of the boys is in a very different stage (obviously) so my focus for each is so different - with Declan it's still trying to get through some of the newborn stages like eating and sleeping. Saturday night was really really hard - Declan was up probably every two hours for the first half of the night and maybe every hour and a half for the second half of the night. And when he was awake, he was unhappy - crying at the top of his lungs unhappy. How this doesn't wake up Jack, I don't know, but thank goodness for that. We tried everything (rocking and feeding, letting him in our bed, walking around the bedroom) but it was really hard to get Declan back to sleep each time, and each time we did get him back down, it's hard going back to sleep knowing that we'll be up again soon. Fortunately, Declan did almost 6.5 hours last night, I was up with him for about 40 minutes (fed him from one side, he woke up almost immediately, fed him from the other and he was down for the count), and then he slept for another 3 hours. An awesome night's sleep for everybody.
With Declan's feeding, we're trying to transition him to taking a formula bottle every now and then (maybe 2-3 times a week) so that I can have more freedom in getting out of the house without the boys. Last week at the beach we tried to give him his first bottle of formula and Declan freaked out... I was a little disheartened, but since he's taken a few breast milk bottles, I was hoping we'd be ok. Yesterday Declan took 1oz of formula, mixed with 2oz of breast milk and it worked! Today he had 2oz of formula with 3.5oz of breast milk. So hopefully we'll keep changing the ratio until he can take a full bottle of formula. I plan to keep breastfeeding until the 6-9 month range, but we'll play it by ear.
Overall, Declan is a very good baby - he's so smiley and he's even laughing now. He laughs in the bathtub or when we play with his arms and feet. He also talks a lot - much more than Jack did at this age - and he loves to make ooo-ing sounds and talk while he's sucking on his hands and fingers.
Jack... Oh Jack. The stage he's in right now just makes me laugh all the time. His vocabulary is extremely limited to:
daaaww (dog)
dat (cat)
ob (up)
dow (down)
BAAAAAAA (his response when you say the word sheep)
zhoozh (shoes)
jhoozh (juice)
The other night I sang him a song with the word "sheep" in it, and when I said it, Jack just said "BAAAAAAA" - he sounds like a machine gun because he's so loud and forceful. When I asked Jack in the car about sheep, he Baaaa's away. When I asked him what the cow says, he started to whine and cry. So I said "Sheep" and he started baaaa-ing again, happy as can be. Javier said he's a one trick pony.
Sort of. He also bounces up and down saying "ob, dow, ob, dow". He can now climb up onto the couch, and reach things on the dining room table. So yesterday he pulled down a pile of juice boxes, picked one, pulled off the straw and was about to open it, saying "jhoozh".
But mostly Jack just cracks me up because he's just so busy running all day long, stopping every now and then to pick something up off the floor and hand it to me or Javier saying "shhh" (share) - and he doesn't look in the direction he's running so he frequently falls and face plants. Since he's used to it, he usually just gets back up and continues to run without looking where he's going.
So both boys are great.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Milestones! 17 months and 3 months old.
Yesterday was the 23rd, which means the boys each hit another month milestone - Jack is now 17 months and Declan is 3 months old. We didn't do much to commemorate the "birthday" but we had a full day nonetheless. I was jolted out of bed by the doorbell at 7:45 (I was lying in bed with a sleeping Declan listening to Jack chat in his crib) - the insulators for the basement had arrived (side note: the basement refinishing is coming along nicely - so exciting - I'll have to post before and after pictures.)
The boys and I ran around in the morning - first, the dry cleaners, where I parked the car at the delivery entrance so I could quickly unload the boys and the laundry, and the owner of the place loves Jack so she comes out to carry him, then the grocery store, where Jack goes in the cart and Declan in the Baby Bjorn. Sometimes I think I get looks from others in the store that aren't quite pity... more like "Is she insane?" but maybe that's just me projecting. Anyhoo... after a stop at the house we were back in the car heading to Crate and Barrel so we could pick up the new chair and ottoman for the back porch - hooray! After about 3 minutes of crying in the car, Declan fell asleep and Jack told me to "Shhhhh", which I love. Jack has also started to copy me when I shhh Declan when he's crying and I have to say it's the cutest thing. I've seen Jack rock Declan in his carseat and say "shhh. shhh. shhh." just like I do when I'm trying to settle him. Again: love it.
Yesterday afternoon after lunch and naps, we headed to playgroup at Gail's house. Jack's been playing with these kids since he was 7 months old and met them at the My Gym class. Well, more like I've been hanging out with these moms (who have since become my good friends) since Jack was 7 months old, but now the kids are starting to take notice of each other and interact, even if they don't exactly "play" together. It involves a lot of toy stealing (Jack's not a big stealer - yet - and when someone takes his toy, he's usually like "whatever" or just confused). Jack also knows that share means to give what he's using to someone else, and he's pretty compliant. He says "ssssss" for share. He'll hand me an object and say "ssssss." Both boys were great at playgroup - once he woke up from his nap, Declan was his usual chill self, just hanging out on my lap (and then other laps as he was passed around) and smiling at people who would talk to him. I call him "smilely guyily" because he's pretty much always smiling. And Jack's a big independent player, which means he's not causing too much trouble. I received the highest of compliments from the girls yesterday as they asked me what I did to deserve two such wonderful boys. Yay!
As for sleep (which is what I'll be dying to remember as I re-read these posts with potential future children) - Jack is a rockstar (knock on wood) and Declan's still learning. On the optimistic side, Declan no longer has inconsolable crying spells in the evening. I don't know if he ever had full-blown colic, but he would cry inconsolably at times, which was the worst. He takes a catnap in the evening, then plays around, gets a bath, and goes to bed, either with a feeding or with walking and rocking. Last night I nursed Declan to sleep around 9:40, and he slept until 1:20 (3 hrs, 40 min), then he was up at 3:30, somewhere around 5 (when I brought him into bed with us because I figured he needed to stretch out - he's kind of cramped in the moses basket these days) up at 6:30, and I rocked him down around 7am (I knew he was still tired because he was crying and trying to fall asleep), so now it's 7:50am and he's sleeping on the couch and Jack's playing in his crib - which he's been doing since about 7:10. But he's starting to get fussy and I"ll have to get him soon. Tomorrow we get Declan's crib which I think will be another huge step forward for us in the sleep department because I won't worry about him being cramped, and also he'll be in another room so I probably won't intervene as much as I do when he's in our room. I used to just really want Declan to reliably fall asleep at 7:30 every night, but now I'd take the 10pm bedtime (late for me!) if I knew he'd go 6 hours. But like I said, we're making progress and I'm optimistic that we'll have long stretches soon.
I'm off to get Jack in a minute, but I have to record a few things/milestones for the boys: Jack has been crawling up on the coffee table now for a few weeks (a major no no and he knows it) but now he can crawl up onto the couch. His favorite things are animals and he says "doh" for dog and "dat" for cat. He's extremely "busy" and always needs to be doing something, opening and emptying drawers, or moving items from one container to another. He's so busy busy busy, just like his daddy. Declan is almost rolling over, but not quite. He's a big "scoocher" - I'll leave for a minute and he's somehow turned himself 90 degrees. He loves his activity mat and is starting to reach for things - he loves the rattle and the sounds it makes.
OK, Declan's stirring now as well, so we're off to start our day.
The boys and I ran around in the morning - first, the dry cleaners, where I parked the car at the delivery entrance so I could quickly unload the boys and the laundry, and the owner of the place loves Jack so she comes out to carry him, then the grocery store, where Jack goes in the cart and Declan in the Baby Bjorn. Sometimes I think I get looks from others in the store that aren't quite pity... more like "Is she insane?" but maybe that's just me projecting. Anyhoo... after a stop at the house we were back in the car heading to Crate and Barrel so we could pick up the new chair and ottoman for the back porch - hooray! After about 3 minutes of crying in the car, Declan fell asleep and Jack told me to "Shhhhh", which I love. Jack has also started to copy me when I shhh Declan when he's crying and I have to say it's the cutest thing. I've seen Jack rock Declan in his carseat and say "shhh. shhh. shhh." just like I do when I'm trying to settle him. Again: love it.
Yesterday afternoon after lunch and naps, we headed to playgroup at Gail's house. Jack's been playing with these kids since he was 7 months old and met them at the My Gym class. Well, more like I've been hanging out with these moms (who have since become my good friends) since Jack was 7 months old, but now the kids are starting to take notice of each other and interact, even if they don't exactly "play" together. It involves a lot of toy stealing (Jack's not a big stealer - yet - and when someone takes his toy, he's usually like "whatever" or just confused). Jack also knows that share means to give what he's using to someone else, and he's pretty compliant. He says "ssssss" for share. He'll hand me an object and say "ssssss." Both boys were great at playgroup - once he woke up from his nap, Declan was his usual chill self, just hanging out on my lap (and then other laps as he was passed around) and smiling at people who would talk to him. I call him "smilely guyily" because he's pretty much always smiling. And Jack's a big independent player, which means he's not causing too much trouble. I received the highest of compliments from the girls yesterday as they asked me what I did to deserve two such wonderful boys. Yay!
As for sleep (which is what I'll be dying to remember as I re-read these posts with potential future children) - Jack is a rockstar (knock on wood) and Declan's still learning. On the optimistic side, Declan no longer has inconsolable crying spells in the evening. I don't know if he ever had full-blown colic, but he would cry inconsolably at times, which was the worst. He takes a catnap in the evening, then plays around, gets a bath, and goes to bed, either with a feeding or with walking and rocking. Last night I nursed Declan to sleep around 9:40, and he slept until 1:20 (3 hrs, 40 min), then he was up at 3:30, somewhere around 5 (when I brought him into bed with us because I figured he needed to stretch out - he's kind of cramped in the moses basket these days) up at 6:30, and I rocked him down around 7am (I knew he was still tired because he was crying and trying to fall asleep), so now it's 7:50am and he's sleeping on the couch and Jack's playing in his crib - which he's been doing since about 7:10. But he's starting to get fussy and I"ll have to get him soon. Tomorrow we get Declan's crib which I think will be another huge step forward for us in the sleep department because I won't worry about him being cramped, and also he'll be in another room so I probably won't intervene as much as I do when he's in our room. I used to just really want Declan to reliably fall asleep at 7:30 every night, but now I'd take the 10pm bedtime (late for me!) if I knew he'd go 6 hours. But like I said, we're making progress and I'm optimistic that we'll have long stretches soon.
I'm off to get Jack in a minute, but I have to record a few things/milestones for the boys: Jack has been crawling up on the coffee table now for a few weeks (a major no no and he knows it) but now he can crawl up onto the couch. His favorite things are animals and he says "doh" for dog and "dat" for cat. He's extremely "busy" and always needs to be doing something, opening and emptying drawers, or moving items from one container to another. He's so busy busy busy, just like his daddy. Declan is almost rolling over, but not quite. He's a big "scoocher" - I'll leave for a minute and he's somehow turned himself 90 degrees. He loves his activity mat and is starting to reach for things - he loves the rattle and the sounds it makes.
OK, Declan's stirring now as well, so we're off to start our day.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Taking Stock...
Declan is almost three months and for all of this time, I've been wondering what was happening with Jack at the corresponding ages and times. How many times a day did he eat? When did he start to go down at a regular time? When does the crying in the car stop? Everything. And I realize now that if I don't start recording this, I'll be asking these questions for the next 18 years. I figure at the very least we'll have a record of what we've done with all this time (which may help me remember these stay-at-home years that everyone tells me to treasure and that will fly by) but I'm really hoping that I'll also have milestones to refer to as the kids grow so I know what the heck is going on when others follow. Poor Jack will just have to be that typical first child whom we "learn" with.
So here's where we stand - today was a fairly typical Sunday:
Jack woke up around 7:30ish, after sleeping through the night - he's been a great sleeper now for as long as I can remember (which is to say since he's been about 6 months old), and I just pray this sticks. Declan had one of his best sleep nights, going down around10:30pm and sleeping until 5:15am or so. This is a record. I fed him at 5:15, brought him into bed with me, and fed him a little again at 7:30am. At 9am Declan woke up and coughed and threw up on me. Argh. Not my favorite way to start the day, but we did give him a bath which made him very happy, and when Declan's happy, he's VERY happy. It's the best.
Pancakes and yogurt for breakfast for Jack - he's now sitting in a booster seat instead of the high chair, and is interested in utensils, but has certainly not mastered them. He eats food by the fistful (no pincer grasp for this kid) - and I had to feed him the yogurt, if I gave it to him, it'd be all over the place.
11:30am we had a family outing to the Home Depot - I sat in the back with the boys because it helps keep Declan calm, else he's boo-hooing like crazy. He just wants the company and the human interaction... so since I can, why not? In the store, Javier takes Declan in the Baby Bjorn and I push Jack in the cart - it's a good system. Jack is so good riding in the cart, which makes my life so much easier. Especially when it's just me and the boys and I've got Dec in the Bjorn. Home at 12:30 - chicken nuggets, spinach pancake for lunch - and nap time for Jack. This is the best thing ever: tell him it's night night time, bring him upstairs, fresh diaper, sit in the chair and sing "Tender Shepard" while Jack plays peekaboo with the curtains, sing "Our Father", walk to the crib, hand Jack his lovie, place him down with his blankie, and Jack rolls around, gets comfy and smiles. I walk out of the room saying "night night", "I love you" and "I'll see you in a few hours" - Jack watches me leave, happy as can be, plays in his crib and falls asleep. It's the best thing ever, and I'm wracking my brain, trying to figure out how we can ensure it's the same with Declan.
But here's what I should have learned with Jack: I was so stressed out about getting him on a schedule and sleeping on his own, and it happened (with work and consistency on our part) in its own time. I probably made myself crazy with Jack for 10 months, stressing about this. I know I need to let Declan grow a bit more, mature a bit more, and that we'll get there. I just have to keep reminding myself that all of this takes time. It hasn't even been three months yet.
General things about Declan at "almost 12 weeks old": he still has no hair and no eyebrows. He will occasionally take a pacifier, but I'm not sure it's really worth it because he doesn't want it when he's upset, so what's the point of forming the attachment? I'm exclusively breastfeeding him, so I never know how much he gets. He had his 4th bottle (ever) today and took 3 oz, although I'm pretty sure he gets more when I breastfeed him (I have no idea why I think this...) He's a happy baby in general, but when he's sad, his whole face crumples and he bawls. He wakes up happy and for most of the day is independent, especially if fed, dry, and well-rested. If these conditions are met, he's happy on his mat or in the swing. The hardest part of the day with him is usually around dinner time, when he gets fussy - and this requires holding, bouncing and walking at the same time. Javier and I took turns eating and walking with Declan. Then I fed him tonight at 8:30pm and then he cried and fussed for about 20 minutes afterwards, before falling asleep on me. I held him for about 45 minutes before transferring him to his basket. (Crib not in, we're getting desperate.)
Jack went to bed early - after having pasta, turkey meatballs and tomato sauce for dinner, he rubbed his sauce-covered hands all over his head, which was funny because it then stuck out in all different directions. Then he smoothed down his hair and it was slicked to his head with sauce. Jav brought Jack up for his bath at 6:50pm, and although we were willing to have Jack stay up later, he wanted to go to bed. He was in his crib by 7:15 and down by 7:30. We have the camera to watch what's going on and it's the coolest thing. I watched Jack play with a book and then crawl into a comfortable position and fall asleep.
It's 10:40pm, all the Vargas men/boys are sleeping, and I should be too. Fingers crossed, Declan will sleep for awhile and I can get in a good chunk of sleep.
So here's where we stand - today was a fairly typical Sunday:
Jack woke up around 7:30ish, after sleeping through the night - he's been a great sleeper now for as long as I can remember (which is to say since he's been about 6 months old), and I just pray this sticks. Declan had one of his best sleep nights, going down around10:30pm and sleeping until 5:15am or so. This is a record. I fed him at 5:15, brought him into bed with me, and fed him a little again at 7:30am. At 9am Declan woke up and coughed and threw up on me. Argh. Not my favorite way to start the day, but we did give him a bath which made him very happy, and when Declan's happy, he's VERY happy. It's the best.
Pancakes and yogurt for breakfast for Jack - he's now sitting in a booster seat instead of the high chair, and is interested in utensils, but has certainly not mastered them. He eats food by the fistful (no pincer grasp for this kid) - and I had to feed him the yogurt, if I gave it to him, it'd be all over the place.
11:30am we had a family outing to the Home Depot - I sat in the back with the boys because it helps keep Declan calm, else he's boo-hooing like crazy. He just wants the company and the human interaction... so since I can, why not? In the store, Javier takes Declan in the Baby Bjorn and I push Jack in the cart - it's a good system. Jack is so good riding in the cart, which makes my life so much easier. Especially when it's just me and the boys and I've got Dec in the Bjorn. Home at 12:30 - chicken nuggets, spinach pancake for lunch - and nap time for Jack. This is the best thing ever: tell him it's night night time, bring him upstairs, fresh diaper, sit in the chair and sing "Tender Shepard" while Jack plays peekaboo with the curtains, sing "Our Father", walk to the crib, hand Jack his lovie, place him down with his blankie, and Jack rolls around, gets comfy and smiles. I walk out of the room saying "night night", "I love you" and "I'll see you in a few hours" - Jack watches me leave, happy as can be, plays in his crib and falls asleep. It's the best thing ever, and I'm wracking my brain, trying to figure out how we can ensure it's the same with Declan.
But here's what I should have learned with Jack: I was so stressed out about getting him on a schedule and sleeping on his own, and it happened (with work and consistency on our part) in its own time. I probably made myself crazy with Jack for 10 months, stressing about this. I know I need to let Declan grow a bit more, mature a bit more, and that we'll get there. I just have to keep reminding myself that all of this takes time. It hasn't even been three months yet.
General things about Declan at "almost 12 weeks old": he still has no hair and no eyebrows. He will occasionally take a pacifier, but I'm not sure it's really worth it because he doesn't want it when he's upset, so what's the point of forming the attachment? I'm exclusively breastfeeding him, so I never know how much he gets. He had his 4th bottle (ever) today and took 3 oz, although I'm pretty sure he gets more when I breastfeed him (I have no idea why I think this...) He's a happy baby in general, but when he's sad, his whole face crumples and he bawls. He wakes up happy and for most of the day is independent, especially if fed, dry, and well-rested. If these conditions are met, he's happy on his mat or in the swing. The hardest part of the day with him is usually around dinner time, when he gets fussy - and this requires holding, bouncing and walking at the same time. Javier and I took turns eating and walking with Declan. Then I fed him tonight at 8:30pm and then he cried and fussed for about 20 minutes afterwards, before falling asleep on me. I held him for about 45 minutes before transferring him to his basket. (Crib not in, we're getting desperate.)
Jack went to bed early - after having pasta, turkey meatballs and tomato sauce for dinner, he rubbed his sauce-covered hands all over his head, which was funny because it then stuck out in all different directions. Then he smoothed down his hair and it was slicked to his head with sauce. Jav brought Jack up for his bath at 6:50pm, and although we were willing to have Jack stay up later, he wanted to go to bed. He was in his crib by 7:15 and down by 7:30. We have the camera to watch what's going on and it's the coolest thing. I watched Jack play with a book and then crawl into a comfortable position and fall asleep.
It's 10:40pm, all the Vargas men/boys are sleeping, and I should be too. Fingers crossed, Declan will sleep for awhile and I can get in a good chunk of sleep.
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