We went to a Twins game on Saturday night with Grandpa Dan while Annika stayed home with Grandma Barbara. It was the longest I had been away from her since she was born and I have to say it was a very good thing for me to do. I was getting to the point where I was anxious to leave her in fear she wouldn't take a bottle, but just like my thousands of other anxious worries, everything worked out great. She had a fun time with Grandma (and even sucked down 3oz of a bottle!) while Bergen was able to have some alone time with Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. Even though the Twins lost, we had a really fun time at the game. Bergen enjoyed a Dome Dog (quite arguably the best hot dog around), devoured a Twins malt cup and even got to experience the wave. . . a 3-year-olds dream of a night out on the town.
For the past two nights Annika has gone 8.5 hours between feedings - from around 9pm to 5:30am. I am afraid to even talk about it in fear that I might jinx it but let me tell you what an amazing thing it is for us to have a child sleep so well at only 2-months old. Bergen didn't sleep for an 8 hour stretch until he was almost a year old - and I am not exaggerating. He was a horrible sleeper and we had mentally prepared ourselves for another year of no sleep, but so far we have been pleasantly surprised at how well she is sleeping. I know I won't be able to count on that much sleep every night, but I will take what I can get!