Ok, so Vann and I are pretty lame.

Ella went down after her 11 pm feeding, as usual. Vann was snoozing on the couch after I forced him to watch some of the first season of “Glee” (totally late to the party on that one!). I was standing in the total darkness, terrified to turn the TV back on. Our small space really limits us in that sense, as her room (the office) is right off the den…I didn’t want to risk waking Ella, and I certainly didn’t want to stay up just to watch the ball drop if it meant I’d be pacing the floor with a restless newborn for the rest of the night…so, I went to bed at 11:30.

It’s the first time I haven’t truly rung in the new year in 10 years.

The great part is that at 6:45 am this morning, little Miss E was still asleep in her bed. I actually had to wake her. 10:45 to 6:45 = 8 beautiful hours. She didn’t sleep that entire time, obviously…there were a few times I woke up to hear her grumbling on the monitor…but she’d grumble for less than five minutes and then…silence.

I doubt this will be a trend at this point…could have just been a fluke, but it felt nice, nonetheless. Not too shabby for an almost 8 week old!!

When Vann ran out to pick up our dinner last night he came back and said our neighborhood was hustling and bustling. It’s good to know that the world outside continues, despite how much we might feel like we are stuck in the moment we are currently in. I told him that we will have date nights again…we will have time together as a couple…and we will make it out of the house on New Year’s Eve, possibly even dressed up and looking somewhat like humans.

We decided that last night was pretty indicative of where we’re at right now. What is the most precious commodity coming out of 2009?

Sleep.