The baby is moving! I know, I know, I'm an awful person. And when I mentioned to someone something about it this morning, they said 'Well, have you told the parents that the baby is waking you up?' and I just kind-of looked at them and said (in my best annoyed tone) 'Well, I'm sure they're not enjoying it either.' But really, 12-12:40 am, 2:34, 4:15, 5-something and 7:15 am this morning the baby screamed. And really, he's not moving that far - just an extra 8 feet down the hall to the toddler's room. But I am excited. And apparently so are his parents, who are apparently quite done with co-sleeping. Yay!
Of course, I do have to wonder whether I am now more in-tune with a baby crying. Because I am a heavy sleeper, the type of person who sleeps through 4-fire trucks parked outside her building. And even last May, while traveling with a friend, I managed to sleep through her 6-week old waking up every 2 hours in the same hotel room as me. In fact, I actually checked with her in the morning to make sure she'd fed him, which she assured me she had.
Speaking of my apartment. I went to take out the trash this morning and there were 2 tiny toddler shoes tossed against my door. One of which was at such an angle that it fell into my entryway when I opened the door. Nothing like toddler shoes on the floor to remind me: I don't have a baby. And it looks like I won't for rather a while. Sucks.
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Yay! I hope that extra eight feet gives you just the extra insulation so you can sleep through the baby crying.
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