I had heard from other moms that the one benefit to a sick toddle is that they will snuggle. Unfortunately Theo, at his most ill could do nothing but writhe around with fever and scream. It wasn’t a pretty week.
But he is finally on the mend. Today when he woke up from his nap early, I nursed him back to sleep. Instead of transferring him to his swing, I decided to snuggle him. He is so rarely still in my arms, I couldn’t resist.
In his waking life, he’s crawling fast, pulling up, and taking a few cautious steps holding on to furniture. His preferred activity is now standing at the glass coffee table. Since he’s grown up with that and the killer brick area by the woodstove, his injuries are impressively few. It’s caked in tiny yogurty finger prints.
The crib transfer went well. One day he refused to sleep at all–moving swing or no. So we were like, fine dude. Here’s a crib. Without that, I would still be dithering.
Daycare survived its first day of Bear.
I did well, too, but then that was to be expected. In the realm of perfectly healthy singleton kids, I believe mine is on the challenging side and without the 5 hour “break” I would have gone stark raving mad. In addition to reflux, MORE freaking teeth (I swear, it’s like he’s trying to grow a whole mouthful of the things), he has another cold (no doubt from daycare shopping). And even on his best days, He’s a bit, well…make that a lot like me.
Only with unbridled energy and way better hair color.
He has opinions and emotions and isn’t shy about sharing them. Be they happy, sad, mad, or silly, you can count on them being intense.
He likes ALL THE FOODS!
He would rather you did not interrupt his tasks with physical affection, thank you much.
But then he also would prefer if you were to stay near to give him constant praise.
He’s certain there is something interesting to look at on my iPhone. There isn’t. It’s a lesson we both must learn.
It’s cool to see his little personality develop, I just wish his ailments were not a constant source of strongly expressed woe. Poor little guy.