you're 5 and a half months. Exactly, as of yesterday. IT really gets me every time - how fast this is all just whooshing by. I know I should be writing this in your baby book, but I haven't even written (well, some are written and even stamped. Finishing is not my strong suit...) my thank you cards from my wedding shower yet.(I'm so sorry everyone. I actually know what each of you gave me and I smile and think of you when I'm cooking and serving with all of the wonderful gifts...) It's not necessarily something I'm proud of, but it's the truth. I hope to teach you better manners than I have.
You're in the middle of a nap right now. I put you down around 1:00 and it's now 3:20. You NEVER EVER do this. You fussed around 2:30 and I fed you a bit and you just kept crying and looking at your crib so I put you back in it and you instantly fell asleep. I read a lot about babies and development and you're "supposed" to be sleeping 2-3-4 right now. Basically, you're supposed to go down for a nap around 2 hours after you wake in the morning. Then, 3 hours after that, you're supposed to have another nap. Then 4 hours after that you're supposed to go to bed. Your general schedule is that you like to go down for a nap about an hour after you wake up. Just a quickie 30 minutes or so. Then about an hour and a half after that you lie to go down for another hour or so. Then two hours later another quickie and then yet another quickie from 4-5:00. Then bed around 7:00. I essentially fell like I'm putting you down for a nap all the time. Some days you like it better than others. So, see why I'm so baffled by this nearly 3 hour nap business??
You're working on sitting up right now. We practice quite often. I think in the next week or so you'll master it. You know how to drink form a straw and it's your new favorite thing to do. Consequently, you spend the rest of the day sucking on all of your toys and becoming very frustrated when water doesn't come out. You're very adept at peek-a-boo and make this little noise when you pull the cover off your face, it's kind of like, "duh, here I am." It entertains me to no end.
Your love for food knows no bounds. Whenever I eat you stare me down like a stalker, coyly smiling when I look over and laugh at the pooling drool all around you. Even if you wrinkle your nose at something when you try it, you dutifully open your mouth and eat it all anyway, seemingly pleased. Today, for the first time in a few weeks, I fed you in the morning. You've seemed so cranky and tired...and then you sleep like there's no tomorrow!
You talk all the time to your dad and me. It's cute and your sounds are sounding more like words. Obviously not real words. I know this.
Another of your favorite games has two names. Push Push if you're playing with Mom and Up Up if you're playing with dad. It's where you're laying down and your slowly push yourself up to standing. I'm glad you're flexible like that with the names of the games.
You also love the faucet in the bathroom. You make this sound that's like an old Italian, "eh, eh, Eh!" I let you play there, but only for a short time because it's at a really strange angle, so holding you there isn't very comfortable.
You know what kiss means and how to do it (although your version is mouth wide open with a little lean in to me.) but you only let me kiss you once or twice before fussing. Which is good, because I'd probably kiss you ten or twenty times if you let me. That's more than what's good for either of us, really.
You don't like music class very much. You cry towards the end and we usually finish class with me holding you as we stand in the corner far away from the confusion and noise that is 14 other children and their caregivers. I'm going to keep going anyway because I think it's good for you to get out of the house.
You also don't like the UPS man. Which is secretly funny. We order a lot form Amazon so we see him at least twice a month. You cry every time you see him. You don't do this for anyone else. He's actually very nice and always brings the package inside for me since I've got you in my arms. Maybe you don't like that mama is spending your college fund on toys?
I think I'm going to go and wake you up now...I'm uncomfortable with what this much sleep might mean for the night.
I love you!
These are some of the faces you make while you watch me eat.