When my children were babies I couldn't wait for them to "sleep through the night" because that meant that I, too, would sleep through the night. It's worse now.
It was 6 a.m. Sunday morning when my son woke me up saying, "Hey mom, I stayed up all night. Isn't that cool?"
And it was 5 a.m. Monday morning when my daughter woke me up saying, "Mom, it's 5 o'clock and I just want you to know that I have to leave for work [at the coffee shop] now and I didn't want you to think I was sneaking out in the middle of the night."