I slept through the night last night. Without exaggeration I can say that it was the first time in five years! Sam is now night-weaned. This is kind of bittersweet for me. With Oliver we practiced child-led weaning and I thought I would do the same with Sam. But since the only time he wanted to nurse was between the hours of midnight and five a.m., night-weaning him has amounted to weaning altogether. But I was fortunate to be able to nurse both of my kids for more than two years so I'm happy with that. That, and the amount of sleep I got last night. Imagine that I wasn't still tired when the alarm went off this morning! So now does this mean I have to wean myself from my morning espresso? Hmm. I'll have to think about this.
On another note, I happened to find a VHS tape of home movies that we took when Oliver was between nine months and two years. I had completely forgotten about those movies. It captures the progression of his autism in breath-taking fashion. It was like watching the period of his regression in one of those time-lapse movies where everything is sped up. What a very unsettling feeling it was to watch the whole thing unfold on tape. It made my stomach kind of hurt.
I hope everyone has a very good and safe long weekend!