I find myself amazed at the cheesy delight of me whenever he decides to do something new,
roll over: He did this at thanksgiving, then stopped for a while, we think because he hates being on his tummy and was getting pissed that he kept ending up there. Cue the evil giggles from mommy.
Pick up a rattle: Pumpkin did this the first time in my classroom during prep - I squealed like one of my students meeting fricking Edward from Twilight. Ooooh! He PICKED it UP!!!!!!!!!! He SHOOK it! Honey, did you see that??!!??
drink from a bottle: Yeah, this one has been an ongoing quest. All the baby books say to introduce the bottle at 5 weeks - so they won't get nipple confusion, but aren't too stubborn to take it yet. My fluffy white ass. From week 5 to week 17, he took a total of 4 bottles. I went back to work at week 14, so for 3 weeks now he has been screaming and hungry all frickity frackity day while I am gone. If you think it is hard enough to leave the baby in the am, try doing it with the certain knowledge that said bundle of beauty is going to starve himself all day for missing you. But this week we finally had the breakthrough - suddenly he will take any bottle, any nipple, he's hungry as a horse. Never thought I'd be so proud of someone sucking on a piece of plastic.
notice the cats: We have been wondering when this would happen. The cats pretty well ignore him, except of course for bolting when he cries. But this past week or so, he has started watching them walk by and jump and get petted. I took his hand and had him pet Aki yesterday, and he had the biggest smile! He also, for the first time, noticed that the other babies at Birth to 3 are cute and interesting:
new sounds: Pumkin has recently discovered that he can make wet ghgghghghg noises, and that I cannot resist doing it back. Also now with the pttbpppttb's. And the other day he said "ga." So I naturally repeated it back a few times. Apparently, in baby talk, "Ga, gaga, ga, ga!" is the absolute hight of hilariousness. It was like Chris Rock was in the room. And since it is a rare occasion when I amuse anyone but myself, I have spent the last few days saying "gaghghgg" and "pppthbp" to the point that it has entered my dreams...
Monday, January 12, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
My leave was up on the 18th of December. So I had to go back to work for Thursday, but Friday (thank you, mother nature!) was a snow day! A one day trial run, and then two more weeks off, during which Pre
1) reverted to NOT sleeping thru the night (why, pumpkin, why?)
2)refused any and all bottles offered him
3)charmed the pants of his grandma
4)fell in love with our exchange student, and
5)was given a beartato.
Today, I had to go back again. I was a wreck the first time, just emotional and a big baby, wanting to stay with my little baby.
This time, no big whoop. I had so much to take care of, so much to do that I didn't think twice about it. I had to pump a couple extra times so I could leave milk. I had to organize the first week's worth of lesson plans. I had to help my exchange student find an apartment and get moved. I had laundry, dishes, a needy hubby, two needy cats, a baby that apparently feels abandoned if I am not holding him at any given time, christmas lights to take down, doopity doop de doo. So I got up, got ready, no fuss no muss.
Until I pulled into the parking lot, and my heart said 'you know you have to leave him in the car with his dad now, right?'
And suddenly, I was fighting back tears...
So yeah, still a big ass baby, wanting to stay with my little baby.
Friday, January 2, 2009
That one I just worked on. This one tastes pretty good, I wonder what these three would taste like together?
Rolling over is suddenly possible, ending the ease of laying me on mom's bed while she works around the room.
Drool: makes exploring the world via mouth go so smooth!
Sitting up is fun for the first 3 seconds, but I get pissed when I topple onto the boppy.
14 weeks already