Flying Solo

Sunday night was a mess! The babies took FOREVER to go to sleep. It was three hours of crying, and none of our tricks were working. I was doubly stressed because Monday was my first day flying solo with the twins. And I just knew it was a sign of trouble ahead. But Monday went really well! Granted, I didn't try to do anything but feed them and get them to sleep again, but we survived!! And then as if that weren't gift enough, Monday night happened.  We got both babies down in half the time, with much less crying, and then six hours later we both woke up wondering how no one had woken up to feed?!? Sleep is so amazing when it comes...  Even though I'm sure it was an accident not to be repeated for a while, last night was a wonderful glimpse of the direction we are headed. And now, on to day two of flying solo with the babies!