It's 3am and Logan is awake, I hear him through the walls. So is Buddy. Melissa isn't awake ... or if she is then she's pretending to sleep.
I get up, make a bottle, scoop Logan up from the crib, put him on the changing table, pop the bottle in his mouth and the fussing stops. Change the diaper, it's pretty dry. Put him back in the crib, give him a favorite stuffed animal, and he rolls right over and goes to sleep. He didn't even drink an ounce of the 8oz bottle.
Then I realize: he wasn't so much hungry or wet, he just wanted reassurance that if he needed somebody that they would show up.
Buddy is circling under my feet, he clearly wants me to follow him downstairs. He has wet food, dry food, and turkey all laid out for him already. Yet he is insistent that I put some new dry food on top of his old dry food. I do, he purrs loudly as he ravishes the bowl.
Then I realize: he didn't really need any food, he just wanted reassurance that if he was hungry that someone would feed him.
I get back to bed, Melissa is now awake. Funny she wasn't awake before everything was taken care of.
Then I realize: she didn't really need to sleep, she just wanted reassurance that if she wasn't there that someone else would take care of Logan and Buddy.
It seems that we all need reassurance, especially at 3am.
What did I need at 3am? I needed to be reassured that everyone else was okay.