Last night Sam fell asleep before 6:30, sitting on Will’s lap listening to a story about a rooster.
He slept for about 12 hours, with two wake-ups to ask for water. He was awake for about an hour and a half this morning before asking to go back to bed. He slept for two more hours, called for me, and fell back to sleep patting my face. Then he slept for another two hours, woke up properly, ate something, and slept for another hour sitting upright (and then laying across me) on the couch.
Not only is this more sleep than Sam has ever gotten in 24 hours in his entire life, but… well, it is more sleep than Sam has ever gotten in 24 hours in his entire life. I guess this is what happens when he gets a cold (flu? whatever) for the first time since he stopped nursing.
I had no idea what to do with myself. So I napped with him for a little while (I needed it, I’d been up since 4:00) and then I got some work done.
I’ve still got all the sewing to do, but I got everything cut out and put together. Not bad for a morning. One of these is a gift, but the other two will be going up on Etsy and blog readers will get a special discount, so if you have a toddler to shop for keep me in mind!