I read somewhere that parenting is always two steps forward, one step back. Well, I think we've taken about three steps back, but that's OK because Adlai is the cutest baby in the world. I can say that because I'm his momma. But here's some proof:
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| Adlai enjoying his Bumbo seat...good thing we got it out of the closet because his legs might be too fat for it next week... |
So about two weeks ago, out little angel figured out what sleeping through the night was all about. I thanked him every morning for being able to sleep from midnight to 6:30AM. I was turning back into a real person. One that made sensible choices and folded laundry and even made Chicken Marsala for dinner.
But this past week, no such luck. Back up at 1, 2, 3 AM, and man, were we spoiled by the previous week. It's OK, we told ourselves. We know he can do it, we'll get back on track, no worries. Besides, our kid's a genius. And adorable. And smart. And cute.
And then, last night.
Feeding at 1AM, not so bad. But then what started as a whimper at 5:44AM quickly spiraled into inconsolable wailing. We changed his diaper. We rocked. We sang (I went through the entire James Taylor canon). I offered him more food, but no. I offered him his paci, but no. It wasn't until I stuck a washcloth corner into his mouth that he began to calm down as he chewed on it. Then, he fell asleep.
Teething? The drool. The crankiness. The insatiable need to have something in his mouth at all times. I think we have a child who's teething.
I can't believe our little munchkin is about to sprout teeth.
It's true, they grow up so fast.
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