Baby A has begun to grudgingly acknowledge that there is such a thing as bedtime. I used the genius Pantley no-cry sleep solution (mostly, anyhow--I nixed the journal, for instance). So now she’s quite reliably asleep by eight or nine in her crib and stays that way (with a couple of half-asleep feedings around 1 a.m. and 5 a.m). Niiiiice!
Up until a couple of weeks ago, she’d wake up at 2 a.m. and be all, “Dude! Party @ my crib!!!” and I’d be wincing/thinking/saying, “Babe, please just go to sleep, already!” Now I have cuddle time with Li’l A at his nine p.m. bedtime and cuddle time with Big A at… I don’t know--let’s say, 3 a.m., which is when he’s been getting home this past week.