P.J. bootcamp went well this weekend. Friday night, I didn't hear a peep from him from 10 until I woke up at 3:30 a.m. thinking, "Oh no! Something must be wrong!" I tried to talk myself out of going in there and checking on him but alas, I decided that I would just go make sure he was breathing and then I could go back to sleep in peace.
Well, he was breathing but when I left the nursery, I shut the door a little too hard and he was awake on the monitor by the time I got back into bed. That'll teach me!