Sleeping through the night

2 nights in a row of Xander sleeping through the night.
10 hours and 11 hours.
Dare I jinx myself and hope for repeat performances night after night?
I dare.
Because it was bliss.
Sheer, pure, blissful bliss.
People, I never thought this day would come again.
The day of a full night's sleep.
Never mind that I still woke up every 3 hours wondering why he hasn't woken me up yet.
Never mind that it wasn't very comfortable to sleep with full, engorged, on-the-verge-of-exploding-and-drowning-us boobs.
The fact that I not once had to stumble out of bed, put on my glasses and trudge into his room AGAIN, is truly miraculous :)
We never did anything different.
It was all his own doing.
We just helped him along by making sure he sticks to his 2.5-hour max daytime sleep quota each day.
That came about by trial and error and observation.
I'm so happy!
And if it wasn't for the darn cold bug I've got at the moment, I'd be feeling ready to conquer the world.
Or maybe the kid just knew mommy was sick and needed to sleep ;)