Last night he cried for 20 minutes, and slept straight through till 6:30 a.m.
Color us amazed. Scott had so much energy today — he thought it was nerves and then realized it was just that he hasn’t had enough sleep in so long, he’d forgotten what it felt like.
The naps seem to still be MIA. Don’t tell me once this boy has night sleep he’ll never sleep during the day again. Crossing our fingers that naps will return soon.
Tonight it would have been only 13 minutes of crying, had I not gotten antsy in the silence and checked to make sure he hadn’t fallen asleep standing up. He roused when I walked in and cried for 10 minutes more. Cue self-hatred.
It’s hard. And imperfect. But the well-rested boy that we get in the morning is worth it.
Meanwhile, the language universe continues to expand. There’s Ba! (like “aaahh” for banana, and Ba! (like “ack”) for bath. And seemingly Liacht, for light although that may have been accidental just yet. And, well, I knew this would happen sometime… as of yesterday, he’s figured out how to communicate his desire to nurse.
He taps on my chest like he’s trying to get the bartender’s attention, thwap thwap thwap, looks me in the eye and says, “Boo?”
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