Last night was the first night Brian has been on call (he is doing his internal medicine month at Wishard) since the babes arrived. It's not that bathing, changing, feeding, rocking, and tucking in two babies isn't doable by yourself, it's just that doing it with your husband around is SO much easier. Finley typically sleeps from 7p-7a, waking up twice to eat. Parker has started a new routine - which is oh so fun - of falling to sleep around 7p and then waking at 9p acting as though he has just had the best nap of his life. From about 9p to midnight every night the past week we have had a little monster on our hands...he thinks it's playtime. By the time he falls asleep I typically get 1-2 hours of sleep before having to wake up with her. Fabulous. Last night was no exception...except for the fact I was doing it by myself. I am thankful everyday (especially on mornings such as these) that Brian chose anesthesia...no call, no pager, no patients- no problem!

Did I mention that when I woke up after a restful 4hours of sleep this morning that there was no coffee? It's 25 degrees outside and I didn't even think twice about bundling up the chilluns and heading to Starbucks. They apparently didn't get a good night's sleep either- they were asleep before I pulled out of the driveway...