Whoops

Here's a funny little story for you. Last night, as per usual, Reagan wouldn't go back to sleep after a feeding. Justin got up with her to let me get some sleep. At around 3:45am he came in the bedroom with her, laid her down next to me and said, "I can't figure out what she wants." I remember this and remember thinking, "Ok. My turn. Time to get up." I told him "ok" and then...



nothing.



I fell back asleep! LOL Justin said he was thinking something to the effect of "Well fine then!" I feel so bad! We laughed really hard about it this morning but I imagine it was pretty frustrating for him last night. I told him next time to yell or shake me so I'll get up. :) Sorry, babe. My bad!