Last night was not any better, or any worse than the last. Well, I guess it might have leaned a little to the worse side. I thought we were going to have a really great night because for about 3 hours he slept on his stomach (which he NEVER does) and didn't make a peep. It was heaven, and of course during that time I was still wide awake. You'd think I'd learn! So after 5 or 6 times of getting up, here we are. And you wanna know the best part? Cory wakes up this morning and is all excited because Isaac slept SO well. I looked at him and said "honestly?!" He didn't hear one bit of it and didn't feel me get out of bed at all. I told him tonight I'm going to pretend not to hear it and it can be his turn. Yeah right...
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2 weeks ago
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Don't you love how the husbands don't hear anything and you hear every little peep. I loved it when someone would ask me how Braxton would sleep (when we was still waking up) and Shawn's answer was like "great. He didn't wake up at all." I turned to him and remind him that they were talking about Braxton not him. Good luck. He gets better, I promise.
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