We are starting to get some sleep.  I love sleep.  Who knew how good it could make you feel.  Drumroll please……………………………

Zoë slept through the night last night.  I know.  I can hardly believe it.  I woke up about 4 am and freaked out wondering if she had woke and I didn’t hear her–highly unlikely as the baby monitor is up pretty loud since I am the only one home.  She slept until 6:30am.  Which is awesome.  I, of course, wish she would have slept in a little more, but Noah was up at that time too, so we all got up.  I was hoping that she would final understand the value of uninterrupted sleep soon and had only woke up once the previous night. 

I know not to count my chickens before they hatch, but I am pretty confident that consistent sleeping through the night cannot be too far off.  I hope to not jinx myself by posting this momentus occasion, but I must share with you all my pure joy at a night without having to trapse upstairs. 

Victory dance may now commence.