My husband appeared on the baby monitor every night at 2 a.m. carrying a mysterious paper bag—when I finally watched him open it, I gasped

was three weeks old when I first noticed Ethan was missing from bed during the night.

At first, I assumed there was a simple explanation. Maybe he was in the bathroom, getting water, or trying not to wake me because Noah had finally fallen asleep after two hours of cluster feeding.

Once, I found him in the kitchen eating cereal at 1:30 a.m., staring continue reading …