My current definition of surprise…

Being woken up by the alarm this morning and not by a little person wanting to be fed!

My other half had to fly interstate for work this morning so the alarm did go off at the ungodly hour of 5.25 am.  We both rushed down to see if our little girl was ok. Sound asleep.  She did not wake up until 6 am.  So much celebration for me – the second time I have slept the night through in five and a half months.  I think I’ll ask Santa for a month of sleeping through the night!