Damian stays up to give Caelan some of his medications and start his overnight feed. We say he has the first shift.
I go to bed. I turn the monitor on at that time to make sure that I can hear Caelan. Usually I can hear Damain moving about and the television too but it doesn't seem to bother me. I fall asleep quickly and without much effort.
The funny thing is that I never notice when Damian comes to bed but I seem to know when he's there. After Damian comes to bed, if Caelan cries-coughs-whatevers I am out of bed like a shot and half way down the hall before Damian knows what's happened. However, I'm never aware of how Caelan's night went before then. I always thought he rested well because he never woke me up. I was wrong. Damian has spent many nights at the crib side calming our son and I sleep through it all.
Isn't it strange how a mothers instinct works? For me to be aware on some level that Damian's come to bed and it's now my turn to care for Caelan; to know that my shift has started.
This is how things have been going since Caelan was discharged back in October. Many a sleepless nights as our boy struggles with breathing the most then. We had a couple amazing nights when he was taking the anti-inflammatory steroid before the most recent surgery but since then it's been back to waking up
Last night however, it backfired. I awoke and came flying down the hall and into the living room, only to find Damian there. I'm not sure I was even really awake yet and it had me so confused I went back to bed to see who was there, if not Damian. There was nobody there. I thought maybe Darcy had snuck in, but nope, nobody. Just a malfunction in the system.