Good Baby Harper

I can't believe I am even writing this down. We try not to talk about it so we won't jinx ourselves. Now she is six weeks old so I think I am in the clear. Harper is a really good baby. I mean really good. She only gets up once a night. She will sit in her chair and not cry. She doesn't freak out when Will and Abby get in her face.

I was really worried about having a third. What would it be like with three? How would I handle the screaming and the craziness? On the first night home, Harper let me sleep for three hours. My mouth fell open when I looked at the clock. Three hours?!? The clock must be wrong. I knew something was up that first day. I just couldn't talk about the goodness in case it didn't last. But it did last. Right now as I am typing this she is sitting sweetly on my lap making cute baby sounds.

I think I got this good baby so I could handle the craziness. The noise and the crying and the fighting from the other two can make me batty. I know that in a few years that Harper will be so wild that I will have to eat my words, but right now I have a good baby Harper.