Jumping for Joy

So this is me. Well, not literally. I would never actually let someone photograph me wearing overalls (although I will admit I have been known to wear them in secret...during pregnancy). But figuratively anyway, this is me. Matt and I are both jumping for joy because Brooke has started sleeping through the night. Some time ago I began doubting this day would ever come. I had visions of myself, stumbling toward Brooke's bedroom at 3am with a pack of fruit snacks and a Go-gurt in my hands, offering my 4 year old a late night snack. Luckily (at least I hope), this will not be the case.
There is something about the human psyche at 2, 3 and 4am that is somehow subhuman. And things you would never ever consider doing in your rational, fully awake state, you find yourself contemplating as not such a terrible idea. Like, for instance, when I considered sticking Brooke in her car seat, driving around until she fell asleep, and then leaving her out in the car till morning (with the car running of course!) At 2am I thought this was a brilliant plan, until that rational and awake side of my brain started screaming that something like that would land me on Montel Williams for sure. And I'll do anything to avoid Montel, so I thought better of that plan.
Well, now that irrational and crazy side of my brain will be laid to rest, literally. And my craziness will have to find new ways to resurface during the business hours of 8am-11pm. After that, I'll be in dreamland (where the real crazy stuff begins!)