Well, I hate to even type it, b/c I'm afraid it will go away, but lean in close and I'll tell you a secret: Charlie has been sleeping through the night. SHHHHH!!! Don't tell anyone -- I don't want to get over confident about the whole thing. It all started the night my parents arrived -- of course. The little shit waited three months for someone else to arrive to relieve me for a night, and then he decided that he would sleep for 6 hours. I hate to be annoyed about it, but really -- I mean really -- did he have to wait until the ONE NIGHT in three months that I actually had help to sleep?? But yes, he did. And my poor mom. She was so worried that he wasn't waking up, since I had told her that he was still on a 2.5-3 hour schedule, that she spent half the night up checking on him. So she didn't get to sleep the night through anyway.
But nonetheless I am grateful that he's at least going 5.5-6 hours through the night now. Of course my parents left this morning to go back to Orlando, so I'm sure that tonight he'll decide that he should probably get back on his every-3-hour schedule. But for now, I'll just hold my breath a little bit and hope that I didn't jinx it by talking about it. And that maybe, JUST maybe, this is the start of something GOOD. WOOOT!