A New Leaf?

So this is way later than I usually post (in fact, usually if it's gotten this late I just count the day as a "loss" and don't worry about getting a post up), but I couldn't refrain from getting on tonight because it is eight o'clock and William is In.Bed. Fed, changed, asleep, in bed. This may not seem very remarkable to many of you, but I'm super happy with it. Bedtime can sometimes be a struggle around here, especially since Darrell and I don't exactly have lives that lend themselves to routine. We've also never really tried to "force" a schedule on William; partially because of our active lifestyles and partially because we don't feel there is as much of a need for him to be truly "scheduled" since I'm home with him during the day. So for him to--on his own--get tired and want to go to bed by eight is pretty exciting (and he's actually been asleep for longer; I may or may not have enjoyed some extra baby cuddles after he fell asleep. Which always reminds me of this poem: "The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow/For babies grow up I've learned to my sorrow/So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep/I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep). Granted, I have no idea how long he'll stay asleep (although--knock on wood--he did sleep for nine hours straight last night!!), but at least it's a step in the right direction. My most ultimate goal would be for him to get in the habit of sleeping from eight to eight. Right now he gets up pretty consistently around six, regardless of his bedtime. I know the "early bird gets the worm", but Mom sure would like a little extra time in the morning (obviously because I want to get up and get a workout in before he wakes up, not because I want to sleep in or anything...)