Sleep--Lovely Sleep

All of the books say to keep the twins on the same eating and sleeping schedule. If one wakes up, wake the other one up. When one eats, feed the other. Since they are supposed to eat every three hours, the idea was to get them on a 9, 12, 3, 6, 9 schedule. We would get them up, change their diapers, feed them, put them down, rinse and repeat. This is supposed to keep us from being up all night. Until last night, the twins cared not about whatever schedule we tried to impose on them. Keillor might wake up after an hour, screaming as if he had not eaten in days. Emaline would be sound asleep, but we would wake her up to eat with her brother. She would then not go back to sleep.
The strict schedule out, we would just follow the lead of the baby who woke up first. This might have worked for a day or so. They were best during the day. They would eat at the same time and sleep at the same time.
Our little vampire babies came alive at night. Once, when I picked Emaline up to change her, she tried to attach to my neck. I had to check for pointy gums.
Our headstrong tots were in control, and they didn't want us to sleep at night.
That is until yesterday. We fed them at 11:30 p.m., put them down at midnight, and they slept soundly without a peep until 3:30 when they woke up at the same time. We fed them, put them back to bed at 4 a.m., and they woke up at 7:30 a.m. Was the curse of the screamy preemies broken? Will we get sleep tonight? Only time will tell.

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Ever since we moved to Wilmore, the water maple in the front yard has towered precariously over the house, dropping limbs during every storm.
Because most of the tree hangs over the nursery, we paid big bucks to have it removed. We no longer have to worry about the tree crashing down on our babies.
After taking down half of the tree, the tree guy said, "I'm surprised this tree hasn't come down on your house. It's hollow."
Of course, now there is no shade at all on that side of the house. I'd rather have bright sun in the morning than a crushed house.