Clay showed me. He took every nap in his crib yesterday - mostly with him protesting. Loudly. But he did it. And I'm proud of him. The sleep was more restless than usual, his naps were not quite as long, so it did not surprise me one bit that he went to bed at 815 last night. So I thought.
He took a "nap" from 815 until 945 last night and then he was on his hands and knees in the bed rocking back and forth saying "da da da." And we couldn't help but laugh. We were both sound asleep, not Clay! Clay and I got up so Casey could go back to sleep. (He did have to go to work, after all.) I turned the TV on, got down on the floor, and we played our little hearts out until we woke Casey up! He said he was never able to go back to sleep. Casey and I watched the movie "Life as a House" and Clay played. He finally fell asleep in my lap at 1230 this morning. We went to bed and he slept all night. (Waking only occasionally to eat) He woke up wide-eyed at 8am this morning, but has been a little fussy this morning. (Imagine that?!)
He has done this occasionally as of late. I hope this is not going to become the "norm." It may be that he will just have to stay in bed and play his little heart out until he goes back to sleep. (I know what most of you are saying..."you are going to create a monster" "we know who runs your house" "you can't give in, he needs to know it's bedtime" And while I know all of this, I also know that he will only be this small once. He will only be my 7 month old once. He will only want to laugh at Casey and me in bed for just a short amount of time.) I write this post, not to complain, but to tell you how much joy he brings to our lives. Even when we get little sleep. We will remember these times of him rocking back and forth in the bed on his hands and knees - we won't remember the couple of hours of sleep we missed out on.
I'm loving every single minute of raising him. Of loving him. (All of these pictures were taken at 1130pm last night!)
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