Eating and Sleeping

I few weeks back I posted about NA sleeping through the night and how excited I was.  I know I’m going to come back to this blog when he’s 5 years old and think, oh he slept through the night from 5 months.   Ummmmm, not quite.  He’s not consistently sleeping through the night, but he’s getting there.  Maybe by 7 months?!?  I can hope.  He had a cold for a while that I think was contributing to him waking up.   He wake up sounding like Darth Vader and I’d go in there to help the kids breathe, he smells me when I come in and starts rubbing those eyes.  Next thing I know those beautiful peepers are staring back at me in the moonlite room.  :/  I try to give him my angry face or my I’m-not-in-the- mood-for-this face, he shoots me one of those toothless grins and it’s all over.  Mommy melts.  When he was extra congested I kept him in the room with me, so I could keep an eye on him.  Again, he knew I was there and would just be talking up a storm.  I’m like “Dude!  The lights are off, mommy is snoring, it’s time for you to be sleep.”  He’s all like, “goo goo gagaga gooooooo.” :/

Feeding solid foods in an adventure.  I tried to feed him green beans the other night and he was spitting them back out and me and yelling at me.  Just like those babies you see on TV.  NA will take the spoon and drop it in his seat like, “There!  Spoon is gone.  No more green beans.”  It wasn’t until I added apples to the mix that he took some.  Looks like we’re going to have a food adventure on our hands.  I’m going to have to come up with all sorts of crazy combinations to get NA to eat.  I need to figure out how to break him of this.  I don’t want him to refuse to eat something because it’s not sweet.  Any suggestions?

With this new eating plan, NA seems to have added 5 pounds to his little frame.  I love those chubby thighs and arms.  I hate how I get cramps in my arms from toting him from point A to B.  The only way I can comfortably carry him without a carrier is football and reverse football. LOL

Swimmingly

When E was a babe he loved the pool.  Loved it!  When he hit about 15 months (right about the time we moved to the land of sand) he grew more fearful of the water.  He had gotten so fearful of being in the water that he didn't even want to leave the steps of the pool (though he'd happy play on the steps for more than an hour.) 

One of his weekly activities at school is swimming.  You should have heard the pleas to not go when he knew that swimming was coming up.  Fast forward to the end of the day.  "Mommy, mommy guess what!"  Me, "What?  E loves me?"  E, "Yes, but guess what else!"  "I put my face in the water!  I was a big boy and I didn't cry."  To reward him, I put my post partum momminess into a swimming suit (that part wasn't the reward) and took him to the pool(this part was the reward. :)).  He loved it.  I got over the post partum momminess and enjoyed my kiddo having a blast in the pool. 

"Look!  I'm like Auntie D!"

Feed Me

NA has started eating solids. A few weeks back EM was noshing on a banana while playing with NA.  EM went to give NA a zerbert on his belly and NA took a nose dive for the banana.  He didn't get a bite, but he licked and gummed the life outta that banana.  After that I went on the hunt for rice cereal.  I wanted to start him with plain rice cereal, but couldn't find any PLAIN rice cereal.  It all had flavors like corn and sweet potato and apple.  I found a mesh feeder that I could take a piece of fruit and lock it in. I freeze banana pieces and plop those frozen bits in, NA loves it!  Plus he's teething so the mesh soothes his little gums.  (Oh how I love those little gums that he's always flashing at me inside a toothless grin.) 

Fast forward and I find some plain rice cereal.  I put NA in his high chair and start the camera (cuz I gotta capture this moment for daddy).  He's a little tentative at first.  I think he's more concerned with the vehicle I'm using to get the food in his mouth than the actual food.  He finished that bowl and wanted more.  Now he takes the bowl after he's finished eating to lick it ... he licks the outside fo the bowl; he'll also take great pleasure in gumming it.

I wish I'd gotten his legs in the shot.  He was, of course, kicking up a storm.  He was so excited.

Dancing Machine

Since the first day of school EM has been a dancing machine.  He's always been into cutting a rug, but it had been that jumping up and down with your hands flailing kind of dancing.  The night after his first day of school, EM asks if we can Zumba.  Can we what?  Did you just ask me if we can Zumba?  Zumba?  Seriously?  What do you know about Zumba?  We find some Zumba on You Tube and get busy.  It was fun.  But at the end of the day I must admit I was a bit confused and curious about what they are teaching him at school.  The next day he comes home channeling his inner MadTV Stuart, "Look what I can do!"  "Betcha never seen this before." and he gets down on the floor and starts dancing.  Looked a lot like break dancing.  Now, my break dancing days ended when I hit puberty - never to been looked back upon.  So you know he's not getting the moves from me.  EM and his dancing keeps NA entertained long enough for me to get dinner on the table. So I'm not complaining.  I actually kinda like it.  Plus it's a reason for me to get off my tail and gets some exercise and dance with my favorite 4 year old.

Here's a little taste of these funky moves.

 

And because I cannot pass up the opportunity to share a little of Stuart with you...

Sleep Baby Sleep

We are getting soooooo close!  Last night N slept from 7PM to 5AM, woke at 5AM for a snack and went back to sleep!  Woot!  I went in there at 5AM with sincere apologies.  I thought I was so sleep depreived that I slept through his 3:00AM wake-up call.  But he just grunted and said, "I didn't try to wake you up, lady.  Believe me, if I tried to wake you up, you'd be up."  So I sat there with my Happy Meal Smile on my face gave him his snack and we both went back to sleep.  So funny that I am happy to be able to sleep until 5AM?

I've been trying to get a picture of him sleeping in his bed.  But he knows when I come in the room, even if I'm in stealth mode.  He rolls over and give me one of those big toothless smiles.  So since I can't get a good shot of him sleeping in his bed, I'll do the next best thing.  Him sleeping in his swing.

Where you been?

OKAY! OKAY!  I get it.  I should be doing better at this whole blogging thing.  Especially since I have things cuter than my baby bump to post about these days.  :)  I'll do better.  Promise.  I'll start today! No Really, I'll start today.