No, not Three Dog Night from the 60's and 70's, when I refer to a three kid night, I mean a night when all three of our children woke up at some time or another, sometimes more than once.
It started with Gabriel, who wins the prize for most awake. My trips to his room were at 11:00, 12:00, 2:00, 4:00, and 6:00. Yes, as I said before, worse than a newborn. I did not nurse him, he did not seem gassy, and I really don't think his new tooth is bothering him. Perhaps this is a new thing he's trying on me. I think most of the visits to his room last night were just remedied by a binky in the mouth, but I did pick him up once (or was it twice?) to rock him back to sleep.
Sarah came into our room around 2:15 I think, right after putting Gabriel down (again). She is really easy to put back to sleep. In fact, I didn't even get up. I heard her sweet voice ask, "Mommy...can I sleep with you?" I kissed her forehead and said, "No, sweetie...go back to bed." And she did.
Caleb came in later around 4:30 or so. He seemed disorientated, so Josh asked, "Do you need to go potty?" and he did. So after that, Josh guided him back to bed, but I think he asked to sleep on the couch. So that's where he ended up.
This clearly explains my new gray hairs.
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