Two babies, one room.
This list of recent google searches provides some insight into how things have been going lately.
A few bumps as I adjusted to being back at work, but still time for GEOGRAPHY. And then things got easier, settled into a nice rhythm.
A person whose parenting advice I tend to listen to once recommended that we shake things up when all is going well, as opposed to waiting until things are not going well to make a change. (Yeah, useless advice if things are never going well, but with easy babies, they sometimes are.) So we decided to execute the final phase of Operation All the Babies in One Room. Bunlet has been in the crib at the foot of our bed, and while he woke up a few times over the course of the night, he never reached the point of crying. He just rustled loudly, and sometimes escalated to full on cooing and gurgling. So I’d stopped nursing him. While I had a hard time imagining anyone sleeping through all the rustling and cooing, I just kept reminding myself of the time I was in the car with the babies and Bunlet was screaming and Bun Bun fell asleep and stayed asleep. It’s like my brother said: Babies don’t necessarily view the noises of other babies as something they should give a shit about. So the crib went into the nursery.
I was anxious the first night, and missed listening to him breathe, but things went very well. If either of them has woken up, so far the other hasn’t been disturbed. And listening to them talk to themselves before we come get them in the morning is amazing, as is walking in and seeing them both. And I can’t help but think of how much the room has changed since the first photo I posted.
I know there will be times when they disturb each other and no-one gets any sleep, but, at least for the moment, that’s a price I’m willing to pay to have a room FULL of babies.