He did it.
He went to sleep at 10:30.
He woke up at 6:30.
8 FULL HOURS.
The ironic part of the story is that MAX woke up at 4:30 (Ben's usual wake up time) moaning and crying. "Moooommmmmyyyy....Juice!" (I get him a sippy cup of water) "Thank you, mommy" (in a sweet little whisper I barely hear)... then right back to sleep.
Being the "Terms of Endearment" mom that I am, (Shirly Mclaine, not Debra Winger) I woke up several times and touched Ben to make sure he was still breathing...which he was... which I knew he would be... but it never hurts to check... because if you don't check it will haunt you until you do... this is why I get no sleep.
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