During December, whenever something good, (big or small), happens, my husband always says, "It's a Christmas miracle." It always makes me laugh, but it is fun to call the little joys in life, "Christmas miracles".
Well, today I woke up to a Christmas miracle. My boy had slept through the night. A whole 7 hrs of uninterrupted sleep. I heard him stirring and starting to cry so I pulled myself out of bed thinking it was 3 am. I looked at the clock and to my surprise it was 5 am. There was a spring in my step as I went to the fridge to get my little guy's bottle out. He slept like this once last week, but we hadn't been able to replicate it until now. And the first time it happened we had really been wondering if we had just been so exhausted that we hadn't heard him cry for us. So, this time when I looked at him, I was happy to see that he was still bundled up and was just waking up.
A Christmas miracle indeed. Thanks for the early Christmas present little guy!