Another first

Tonight, MJ is sleeping in her crib, which is in her bedroom, which is not the room in which I sleep, for the first time ever. Well, that's not true. She's napped in there before, when I've needed to put things away or clean her bathroom. She's also napped in there when I'm wide awake and only one room away. I'm awake now, but I am planning to sleep at some point. Nervous. I don't like it. When she sleeps in her cradle, in our room, I can hear every little sound she makes. I can hear every whimper, snort, grunt, and sigh. I can sense it when she stretches. Who knows what's going on in the nursery right now? Yes, we have an excellent baby monitor (thank you, Jill), but I'm nervous that something will happen to her and the monitor won't catch it.

Why not just move her back into her cradle? I would love to; however, MJ projectile-vomited one of her tricks all over our sheets, so they are currently in the laundry and our down comforter is hanging out in her cradle. We would put it on the bed, but since her amazing trick leaked through the sheets and onto the mattress pad, it is also in the laundry, which means we have to wait until everything is done washing and drying to really make the bed properly. Currently, we have the clean sheets haphazardly thrown on the bed just well enough to sleep for a few hours. Sigh.

MJ is also in rare form. She's been awake from 7pm - 1am, having just finally fallen asleep. I don't know what's going on with her lately. I think she might be doing this cluster feeding thing, which, according to several baby websites on which I spend most of my life, is when babies eat for a few minutes, then fuss, then want to play, then eat for another few minutes, then fuss, etc. It can (and apparently does) last hours. She had such an otherwise wonderful day, getting in solid feedings and great naps lasting several hours at a time. I actually got some errands run while she napped peacefully in her carseat, and then we went for a nice stroll around the neighborhood (story about that to come also). Finally, around the time Mike got home, she awoke from a nap and wanted to eat. Of course, I fed her, but she was unsatisfied. She fussed, and ate some more, and fussed, until finally I had to cut her off with the eating. We tried everything; we played on her tummy mat, stared for several minutes at a time at a series of black & white infant development images (more on those later), rocked, sang, swayed, jiggled, enjoyed a short time in the baby swing, went for a drive, etc. Actually, going for a drive resulted in a one hour nap, but she woke up shortly after getting back home. Ugh. Supposedly all of this hours-long snacking gears babies up for a long sleep during the night. I think that must be true, because after falling asleep last night at 12:45am, she didn't wake until around 6am. Maybe that's in store for us again tonight? One can only hope.