Momma Told Me . . . 5 hours of uninterrupted sleep would be awesome!

I just didn't believe her until now. Sunday my baby boy turned 3 weeks and my mother-in-law left from her visit Monday afternoon. So at my husband's insistence (and the pediatricians sort of suggestion) we decided to put baby boy in his own crib for the night and use the baby monitor. The hope was the constant baby noises would be less intrusive and we might sleep more. I don't think I slept at all that night. It wasn't so much the baby but more me worrying about the baby monitor not working, me not being able to hear him if he needed me. Needless to say when he whined at 2:30 I was there. He ate and then ate again at 5:30 and again at 8:30 and so on most the day long. I was exhausted. I almost put him back in our room just for peace of mind, but I didn't. So last night I made sure he was dressed warmly and swaddled well. I made sure to get a good feeding in and he went down at 12:30. When I hear him on the monitor this morning I jumped up and noticed daylight through the curtains and almost had a panic attack. It was 5:50 am! Once I processed that he was fine and I was indeed not a neglectful mother, I reveled in the fact that for the first time since he was born I squeezed in a full sleep cycle. It was blissful . . . I am still exhausted.