Sometimes he doesn't.
Sometimes it's not his fault.
Is there such a thing as too much love?
But, do you want to know the best part about having a third child?
The fact that this time around, I just don't care what people think about his sleeping habits. I felt really defensive of my girls and their sleeping (which was never stellar during infanthood). I think because it feels like the gauge by which people judge your infant. It is decidedly the question I get most often. "Is he a good sleeper?" or some variation thereof.
With the girls I felt compelled to soften reality. "Oh, she's pretty good." (And by soften reality, I mean lie.)
But, if people judge Max's "goodness" by his sleeping, then so be it. Because this is how it now plays out:
"Oh! He's so sweet! Is he sleeping well?"
But I'm doing great. And feeling great. In large part because my sweet mother in law made sure I got a nap every day this week. We'll see how I do now that I'm on my own. But I have hope.