The Magic PJs

When Meg was at the age that Kate is now, she was finally sleeping through the night. At 12 weeks, Meg had her first full night of sleep . . . it's all documented in the baby book for her to read years from now.

Although that blessed night in September did start Meg on the path to good night sleeping, it wasn't something that was terribly consistent for . . . well, about 3 months. From September through Thanksgiving, Meg's nighttime sleep was erratic. Sometimes she'd wake up to feed in the wee hours of the morning, and sometimes she wouldn't. You never knew what your night held when you put her down to sleep.

All of that changed when we discovered The Magic PJs.

These green fleece jammies were nothing short of a miracle. We quickly discovered that, on the nights Meg wore these to sleep, she would sleep through the night peacefully. Night after night we tried them, and night after night it worked.

We loved those PJs. The best part: they were hand-me-downs from my dearest friend's little girl. Alli had wore these -- and her big sister had a matching pair -- nearly 5 years earlier. My friend never claimed they were magic when she gave them to us, but BOY . . . we unleashed their magic powers and used them over and over.

Kate, the darling little sister in our family, slept through the night at 7 weeks. She was much too small at that time to dawn the magic pajamas . . . so we just had to hope that something else would help her sleep through the night somewhat consistently. A Swaddle Me blanket has been our saving grace for her . . . the very first night we used it, Kate slept from 11pm-7am. I could probably count on one hand the number of nights she has woken up for a 4am feeding since then. Much to our amazement, she sleeps through the night (I'm talkin' 8pm-8am) nearly every single night. As long as she's in her 'baby straight jacket', as we call it.

Kate might not need the magic of The Magic PJs, but we still had to use them. I washed them for her before she was born, and I've been so excited to see her in the little outfit that meant so much to Meg. Last night, Kate wore the oh-so-special jammies for the first time. I won't lie: it brought back a lot of memories for me. Memories of Jim and I trying to figure things out when we had our little baby Meg. Our jokes that we shared about raising our precious daughter. How much I loved tucking Meg in wearing those lime green nightclothes.

They might just be a yard or so of green fleece, but these PJs have a very magic place in my heart. I will tuck them away when Kate outgrows them and get them out one day to tell the girls this story of The Magic PJs.