Lesson Learned

It was a great weekend.  Michael did not have to work, and we had a great time taking care of the babies--laughing at their funny faces, giving them a bath, and taking way too many pictures because there were so many cute moments.  Saturday, we had friends over in the afternoon (thanks for visiting Pipkins!) and then they went to bed easily and only woke up at 3 and then at 6:30 on Saturday night.  On Sunday, we became official members of Atlanta Westside and they were so good throughout church and lunch at Flip Burger with friends.  (I have a new obsession with Flip Burger and we dined there three times in one week.  Mainly, I love the Nutella and burnt Marshmallow milkshake. They top it with liquid nitrogen so it smokes when they bring it out). Then, to top it all off, I got them to bed by 8pm, something I have been trying to do unsuccessfully for the last week. I was on a high and for no good reason decided that this could be the night that they sleep through the night.  They have had a few five hour stretches, but I have been praying for that 9 hour stretch.
So with high hopes, Michael and I finished watching Princess Bride (Michael hadn't seen this classic) and I dashed off to bed thinking I might get some serious shut-eye.  Things went down hill after I set myself up for disappointment.  Here is the rundown:
10:15 Allie wakes up and Michael gives her 4 oz of formula
11:30 Harper wakes up and I nurse her.  I always wake the other one up to eat so they are on the same schedule, but I'm still thinking Allie will sleep for a long stretch...
1:00: not so, Allie is screaming and i nurse her.
2:15: Allie screaming and i can't get out of bed, so Michael brings her to me in bed to nurse her again for 20 minutes
3:15: Nurse Harper and cuss myself for not waking her up at 2:15 to eat with Allie
4:00: Allie's screaming and Michael gives her a bottle.  It takes an hour for her to take out 4 ounces and for him to change both gals diapers
6:30 Nurse Harper
6:50 Finally come to my senses and wake Allie up to eat.  SHOULD have been waking both up to eat together all night!
I squeeze in a shower before Harper is screaming again at 8am.
This was one of the most difficult nights we've had and I took the time the next morning to recall the events so thought I would record them here.  I learned a lesson: Don't let my hopes of sleeping through the night keep me from waking one to eat with her sister. I do love them despite their hunger at all hours of the day.

 

They look so innocent ;)