The third night was not the charm

Well, last night was not a rousing success as although A did still sleep until 6:30, she did so in our bed. Which is fine with me (hey, I don't have to get up to soothe her) but not so fine with M. But since he is gone for the rest of the week and will get many nice nights of sleep in a quiet hotel room and many yummy meals out, I don't feel all that bad that A spent the night kicking him in the ribs. Sorry sweetie....she kicked me in the ribs for nine months. Imagine what it felt like from the inside.
Despite the bed-sharing I am still considering the jammies a success as a 6:30am wake up is much much better that a 5am. One has to have faith, right?