i vividly remember my nights about 7 months ago. up every couple of hours to feed banks.
sleep would come, sleep would go, and i wasn't on my own schedule, i was on banks'. the excitement of being a first time mom made it easy to wake up in the middle of the night for the first month or so. after that, i was completely exhausted. sure, i was still excited to wake up to MY baby, but let's face it - a girl needs sleep.
banks began sleeping a good 8-9 hours straight around his 4 month bday. hallelujah!
mama was happy, baby was happy and everyone was sleeping.
now, he's crawling everywhere, never wants to be held - unless he's sick and grumpy - and the cuddles are far gone. the memories are not.
last night, at 3am, there were loud cries coming from bedroom #2 in the konen house. loud screams. i'm not sure if banks was having a nightmare, or if he was cold, or what it was, but i decided to let him 'cry it out'. he fell back asleep quickly, but then awoke again at 3:30 with the same scream. I went to check on him. he was dry, and seemed to be fine, but i thought why not? so i picked him up, carried him to our bed and laid him next to me, under the covers and snuggled up with him for the rest of the night.
it was the best nights sleep in a long, long time. i miss waking up with my snuggle bug, and i miss his warm cuddles.