DON'T COUNT YOUR CHICKENS... I should know better I suppose than to go around talking about Payton accomplishing something consistently and than making plans around it... silly momma.
There I was Tuesday telling everyone what a big boy my Payton is, and how he sleeps thru the night and into the morning. And how I was going to start back at the gym bright and early Wednesday morning at 5am since he will sleep right thru till I get back home.
Cut to later that evening 2am, I hear a coo over the monitor, then a giggle, a cough and then full out loud baby babble coming from Payton's room. By the time I got to him his arms and legs were going like crazy. And that's when I realized, not only was my sweet baby awake, he was really AWAKE... so a bottle and an hour plus playtime later I went to bed shortly before I had planned to go to the gym. Oh well better luck next time.
One of the things I have learned being a new mother is to always count on things changing and that you have to be ready and able to go with the flow at all times. Even at 2am in the morning.
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