She Sleeps Like...

We have had a really busy week, and both the girls have taken it in stride. If the day - or week, like in this case - is particularly busy, one or both of them might fall asleep early, might sleep through the night, and might not make a sound until birds are chirping the next morning. Last night, it was Jilly's turn.

Thursday was Muffins for Mom at Emmy's Preschool. I was lucky enough to be asked by Emmy's teacher if I would be the Room Mom this year, and I said yes. It's been very busy this week (it was Teacher Appreciation Week), and I - and Jilly - have been at the Preschool practically every day for the last two weeks getting things in order for Ms. Sarah and Ms. Robin's Class, as well as organizing the Preschool Teacher Appreciation Luncheon on Tuesday.


Anyway, the entire point is that we got home Thursday after picking up Emmy from school (Jilly fell asleep in the car on the way home), and both girls were tired and cranky. When Jilly gets really tired, she wants to be held (who wouldn't want to be?), and she wants to put on her jacket (don't ask me why, but I'm guessing it's a security thing for her). So about the time I was starting to fix dinner, Jilly brought me her jacket. I didn't read too much into it until she started whining incessantly. I picked her up, and she immediately put her head on my shoulder. S he already had Binky, so it was only a matter of time before she drifted off to sleepy time.

I went about what I was doing, and in about 10 minutes, she was down for the count. As I headed back upstairs to lay her down, I peaked in on Emmy. Thankfully, she had fallen asleep on the couch. I put Jilly in her bed, praying that she wouldn't wake up and be a pill for the rest of the night. Adam got home about 6:30, and Emmy was up with her second wind - Jilly was still asleep. He asked if I thought Jilly would sleep through the night, and I told him she might, but I almost doubted it. I was hoping for a couple of hours, but the entire night would be great!

We ate dinner, changed into jammies, and Emmy settled down for a bit of The Good Night Show on Sprout before bedtime. I checked in on Jilly a time or two and she was sleeping like a log - snoring included! I almost felt bad that I didn't change her into jammies before I put her down, but I figured if I did that then she might not sleep at all. So, there she lay in her blue and white sear-sucker overalls, white shirt, and an over-sized purple windbreaker that used to fit Emmy six months ago.

I checked on Jilly for the last time about 11:30-ish, and she was still sound asleep. I considered waking her up to feed her, but that thought went in one ear and very quickly out the other. I figured if she was hungry, she would wake up and let everybody know about it.

Emmy and I both slept-in a bit on Friday. We were up making biscuits with snow (Emmy's version of cinnamon rolls) and bacon when I finally heard Jilly stirring. I checked the clock, and it was almost 9AM. The poor thing must have really needed the sleep - all 16 hours of it! Before I could get to the stairs, Emmy was hollering "I'm the line leader!" and ran up before me. We peaked into Jilly's room, and there she was, still in her jacket, "reading" a book to her stuffed animals. She caught sight of us out of the corner of her eye, and immediately wanted out of her crib. Not too very long from now, she'll be able to climb out of her crib by herself - but that's getting ahead of myself.

I scooped Jilly up and gave her a big hug and kiss, then eased her to the floor to let Emmy do the same. The first order of business was to change Jilly's diaper. Even though she had just gotten a new one before going to bed, she really needed to have had a change around midnight. Jilly, says I, just because the box of diapers says 23 to 35 pounds, doesn't mean that's how much these things can hold! Both the girls laughed, since Mommy is the funniest person in the world. I changed her into a t-shirt and cotton shorts for the time being, and headed back downstairs.

On most mornings, Jilly will eat a bowl of cereal and have a cup of juice and a cup of 1/2 smoothie and 1/2 milk. Today, she ate like a field hand having his last meal - a bowl of cereal; juice, milk and a smoothie; 2 cinnamon rolls; half a scrambled egg; and 1/2 banana & a couple of grapes. Then, to top this off, she ate half of my Quaker Breakfast cookie - oatmeal raisin, of course! Good thing I had gone to the store earlier in the week!