Charlie has been consistently sleeping through the night for about one week now (cue the hallelujah chorus). He falls asleep around 7:30 p.m. and wakes up for the day between 6:45 and 7:30 a.m. I have nothing to attribute this to; all I can say is that it's an answer to prayer.
While caring for a newborn, it is expected that mothers will be up during the night at least a couple of times. But Charlie's night-wakings carried on and on, no matter what new method I tried. Everything I did was by the book...we have a bedtime routine for him, he falls asleep on his own, he doesn't nap too much or too little during the day, he eats a ton of food...but still, even up until two weeks ago, I was up with him in the middle of the night at least once. I never thought that I would experience that for 17 months. There was a point, I think around 4 months ago, where I just let go. I stopped trying to fix it and stopped thinking "maybe tonight he'll sleep through!"
But the day has finally come! Or perhaps I should say the night. Getting to sleep for eight straight hours feels like bliss! Pure bliss.
A big thank you to my husband for never telling me I look tired, for bearing with my sleep-deprived crankiness, and for praying constantly that our child would finally sleep all night.