My First Solo Night

...with 2 kids.

The stage was set.

Jase had been properly worn out and went to bed without complaint except for the fact that I denied him his request for approximately 235 kisses before lights out.

McKenna was napping and I had timed her last feeding at 10. If she had a good night, she’d only wake up at 2am and 6am. At 3 weeks she hasn’t been doing that schedule consistently but a girl can dream right?

8pm: Jase is still awake... he attempts to get out of bed to watch a show but settles for more water.

8:30pm: Jase. Is. Still. Awake. But thankfully he’s self-entertaining. I assume he’ll crash out shortly.

9pm: Justin calls. I make a rookie mistake and have it on speaker while I’m washing bottles. Jase hears daddy’s voice and proceeds to Lose. His. Mind.

9:05pm: Jase seems satisfied with my explanation that he didn’t get the shaft on a daddy kiss goodnight and that daddy wasn’t home. Tears are still shed but he’s calming down.

... McKenna hears the commotion... 

And proceeds to Lose. Her. Mind.

Jase amps his tantrum up. I let him kiss baby sister goodnight before proceeding to listen to him throw a 20-minute tantrum in his room while I give McKenna her 10pm bottle almost an hour early.

11pm: Both kids are asleep... Finally.

12:40am: A coordinated attack is launched when I’m startled by screaming baby in my room and screaming toddler on the monitor.

I get a bottle crossing my fingers that Jase will self-soothe.

I’m not that lucky.

3-4am: McKenna launches a solo ambush.

6am: Coordinated attacks begin again. I give Jase water and walk away from his room wondering at what age he’ll figure out that mommy is lying when she tells him that the TV is still sleeping so he shouldn’t get up yet.

7am: Double Americano it is... 

Just in time for Jase to skip his nap later in the day...