Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Baby Phases

OK, so with every progression there is regression...

My son in the past few weeks has learned to master crawling, he is cruising and getting into everything now, and he just figured out how to climb up the stair to our bedroom (but just up so far and not down). He is now eating table food in addition to baby food, so eventually the transition will occur and I can stop buying jars of baby food making our grocery bill that much more expensive. He has started squealing and screaming like a little girl, and tho I find it completely hilarious when he does it, my husband's poor ears get tweaked time after time! And he is finally getting the 2 front uppers, which now all of a sudden he finds so interesting that he is grinding his teeth making a noise similar to the sucking of his paci. I come to realize today that there is no paci in his mouth and that's actually his teeth! And then instantly I get chills and that watering in the back of my jaw that nails on a chalkboard so kindly provide! Eew!

So with all the big boy stuff going on, here's the regression: he won't sleep alone. He's back in our bed sleeping right between us, him and the dog vying for prime space in our FULL sized bed. He used to at least entertain the pack and play (he will not even consider his crib since the construction on the house) for a few hours before waking and wanting in the bed, but not anymore. It's instant the moment his head hits the mattress pad and he's awake and crying. we give in and he's now a fixture with us night after night after night... He's waking up in the middle of the night and sometimes needs to be soothed back to sleep, but I hold my ground and don't even think of nursing him til at least 4am! But then 4am rolls around and he's being fed and I'm fighting off teetering over in my sleep counting the minutes til his belly is full enough! And the sippy cup... he was doing so well with at least taking a couple ounces out of it, but now he refuses it and closes his little mouth stubbornly.

But the one thing that's getting a teeny bit better: he's better with the separation issues and he's getting better in the car. There is no longer instant screaming when the door is closed, but if he's hungry, thirsty, or remotely tired, the whining and sometimes crying still continues. So we take it day by day, one phase at a time. We'll get there. My husband and I are pretty laid back about the issues, and hopefully that doesn't bite us in the butt later on!

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