sleepless nights, already

so night number 2 didn't go nearly as smoothly as the first. night number 1 went down without an issue, to both of our amazement. he went down at bedtime and didn't come out until 4:30 - when he scared me to death. no, i mean i really thought someone was in our room, ready to murder us. i heard these elephant footsteps down our hallway, our door flew open and our light was flicked on. i grabbed ben with a squeal and he was all, "it's just jack, it's only jack!" i guess i was in a deep sleep because i had no idea what was happening. after being brought back to reality, jackie and i walked hand-in-hand back to his room, and we didn't meet again until 9:30. even nap time later that day was perfect. he came out once but that was it, sleeping for his usual 2.5 hour snooze. all in all, it was a success! until night...

jack went down around 8:30 (his normal bedtime), but then repeated to get up every 2-5 minutes until ben finally fell asleep on the floor next to his bed around 10:15. i got ben out of there around 11 and brought him to bed. although, i then made him leave around 3 because his snoring was so incredibly out of control. jack then came in to visit at 3:40 and played the same 2-5 minute game until 5:30. i won't get into our every meeting, but i will say this one thing: apparently, threatening does work because after i said, the next time you come out, you're gonna get a spanking, i didn't see him again until 9:30. what a rascal.

the one thing different we are doing for tonight is having those fun white door handle covers for inside jack's room. it seems unsafe for him to not be able to get out of his room, but i think it's even more unsafe that he could wander the house when we are unconscious. he is incredibly quiet when he comes into our room. i'm a very light sleeper and yet he's scared me every time because he's so stealthy!

my mother would likely try to put a positive spin on last night by saying that he's preparing me for baby. and to counter that i'll say by all the trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night, i'm getting plenty of practice! then there's the struggle with shutting my mind off once i get back into bed. i'm to the bathroom and back in less than a minute i'm sure, and yet, i fall into bed and my mind just starts going. i can honestly say i'm not stressing about anything, i just keep thinking of going into labor, holding her in my arms, seeing ben with her, possibly catching her on her arrival... all these things that are yet to come on her big day. we are just so excited to meet her!