Special Treat

I got home at 9 PM tonight from a class and Matt had put the kids to bed, which was a "special treat" for me, as Camryn loves to say. (Lately, a special treat is anything that we normally say no to, but that she wants to be allowed to do as an exception to the rule...have her pacifier outside of bed, candy before breakfast, a movie at naptime...she's really quite the negotiator!)

So Matt had already read the stories, sung the songs, tickled the backs, etc. I'd be willing to bet Camryn's teeth weren't brushed, but I can only ask for so much from the poor guy! He told me Kate had screamed for about 20 minutes before suddenly stopping and falling asleep about 15 minutes earlier. Knowing she's not a big fan of Baby Formula and much prefers Mommy's Milk, I decided to check on her before pumping.

Her room was semi-dark and shadowy, but I could still make out her shape in the bed. However, her shape looked strange. I couldn't figure out where her legs were! I leaned into the crib and touched her back and that is when I realized that the kid had fallen asleep folded in half from a sitting position! She would have made any yoga teacher proud and if she's anything like her mom, she'll never be that flexible again, but it scared me to death! I quickly picked her up and laid her down on her back, resting my hand on her chest for a few moments to be sure she was breathing. I also found her empty bottle in her bed, which, as any mom knows, is a no-no on so many levels. "Bad Daddy!" But seriously, he had fed them, took them to the park, and gotten them to sleep, and all I had to do was clean up the kitchen, so I couldn't complain. It truly was a "special treat" to have a little break from the Mommy Routine and I know I am blessed to have a wonderful husband.

Now everyone in the house, incuding Myka the dog, is snoring in their beds, and I should probably go do the same.