10 Months!

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Do you hear that?  

No?

It's the sound of SILENCE between the hours of 9 pm-5am in our household again!  Hooray!  It took 10 months, but it finally arrived.  I made it through in one piece, People!!!!  Where is my "I SURVIVED A SLEEPLESS BABY AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS T-SHIRT" -t-shirt?

Other Tater Tidbits:

• It only got worse before it got better on sleeping through the night.  I think you were teething because it lasted about a week, and now suddenly you're sleeping well.
• When you DO wake up at 5am, Mama gives you a 6 oz bottle and you FALL BACK ASLEEP until about 7:30.  You mean I actually have TIME to get ready in the morning too????  I LOVE you, Tater!
• You learned to crawl 5 days into your 10th month!  And now you've perfected crawling on the slippery hardwood floors, but you STILL HIGHLY PREFER WALKING (with someone's help)
• You rejected your pacifier on Day 1 of your 10th month.  Thank goodness I took this shot before it was too late.
•  You learned to pull yourself up to the standing position on your own. (using various props like chairs and human legs)
• You are more demanding at feeding time.  I've learned that you really, really want finger foods and you will cause a scene if you don't have anything in your hand.  So now I give you a cracker or a piece of bread to munch on while I try to sneak in some spoon feeding in between your snacking.
• Your separation anxiety is still strong and kickin'
• While your brother Diego is going through his terrible twos, you've decided to invent the terrible-tens.  Have you ever met a baby who will throw himself on the ground when he doesn't get what he wants?  Meet Tater!!!

 

Mama's Tidbits

•  Totally failing at my stair exercise at work
• My body is a trained monkey - I still briefly wake up around 2 am.  I need to STOP that madness!
• Although grateful for my inlaws' support, Mateo's separation anxiety still drains me daily.  I can't imagine the zombie that I would be if I didn't have their help.

Bonus Pic - The mustache pacifier gets its last bits of lovin' due to Diego's curiosity.

-Shirley

Thankful: No- Really!

It's been a short two weeks since my father in-law came to visit, and now he is gone. During this time he was able to bond with Diego, visit with his 3 sons, and experience his first Thanksgiving in the U.S. He had heard about this American holiday, but never imagined he would ever actually participate in one.







While he was here, we also got some VERY good news which topped the things that I am thankful for this year (directly below Diego's birth of course!). The day before Thanksgiving, we were able to remove a loan contingency that we had on a house that we are trying to buy! This means the house is practically ours, and we should get our keys by December 10th! While I'm ecstatic about finally living on our own again, I am gearing up mentally for the long hard battle with boxes and packing tape. December 10th is not that far away from December 25th, and my husband and I have one goal, which is to have our new house decorated in time for Christmas, even if it means putting tinsel on cardboard boxes. It's been too many years since we've seen our Christmas decorations, and Diego deserves the BEST first Christmas ever!

The day after Thanksgiving, I was treated to a wonderful surprise: one which I have been taking FULL advantage of these past few days: independent bottle feeding! Diego sometimes always ends up in bed between my husband and I by 3 in the morning. Then, like a clock, he is awake by 6 am. Now that he's got the whole crawling thing down, he has taken to crawling over my head on the bed at 6 am and making his way to the nightstand beside me where a bottle of water or two is always ready, just waiting for its formula (I am lazy and cold to get out of bed).


He grabbed his bottle and proceeded to place the nipple in his mouth and drink from the bottle as if he's always held his own bottle! He's no genius just yet, because it only works if he's laying down. If he's sitting up, he doesn't understand that he has to lift the bottle to get the liquid to come out, so he yells in frustration until I lay him down. Nonetheless, I am taking FULL advantage of this new milestone at 10-months!

This is just another thing to be thankful for! And trust me, my arms and hands are THANKFUL!