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Party in his crib at 3AM – *thud*

Ummm. . . . who told JSL to have a party in his crib at 3 this morning?   Although this time was an improvement over most nights when he just wakes up fussing at midnight, it was still waking up. So, if it was you, you best duck and cover because a wet noodle is coming your way!

I passed out fell asleep on the couch last night very early and moved to our bed at 10:30. I was so exhausted and freaked out about my doctor appointment that is about an hour and a half away now. Since I was so tired I am floored that I heard anything on the baby monitor.

At 3:00 I was startled awake by music on he monitor. JSL was at the far end of his crib and must have pushed the button on his toy to make it say "Peek-A-Boo" and play a song. I asked JL to check on him. He said he was trying to settle and left him. About 15-25 minutes later the baby is having a full blown party in his crib.

I am not kidding!

When I walked into the room he looked so proud of himself. He was chatting up a storm, crawl dancing, and had a shit eating grin big smile on his face. I do not know how NHL did not wake up with this going on.

I really think JSL was crawl practicing since we know he does it, but will not in front of us. He was all over the place and seemed to be trying to pull up to a stand from his belly (Note to JL – The crib MUST get lowered this weekend).

So I took the party boy into our bed where he chatted up a storm to sleepy mommy and daddy and eventually we all went back to sleep after 4.

This morning he was on the floor and went from sitting to crawl position. I called him over and he started crawling to me – better than his usual army-like version. He was mostly on all four limbs. His face was priceless (sorry no photo) since he was smiling the "Hey Mom – look what I invented" look!

Now I best be off to get ready for the doctor. I am very nervous since JL agrees that the bump in my eye does not seem to be on the lid. No, much to my horror we think it is on the eyeball itself. This scares the you know what out of me. So we shall see what the doctor says. I guess I need to tell the truth about it being there for a while, but not putting myself in front of the kids to have it checked until it got worse again.

 

 

BTW – To those who are newer to my bloggy world, I answer/reply to comments right on the post itself. I find it easier to do than e-mails most of the time. The only time I have not done this is the wild Blogoversary giveaway post that has nearly 400 comments this morning ! Thanks to everyone who has stopped by. Hopefully many of you will continue to stop by and get the feed to my blog.

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A Duh Moment of the Teething Kind

I feel horrible.  

Why? 

Well, for once it was not from the lack of sleep from two little bed hogs boys taking turns being up ALL night. No, it was not from all four of us in our queen sized bed for several never ending long hours in the early morning. Nor does it have to do with fighting off a cold and not being able to take anything thanks to nursing. Nope, not one of these items mentioned is the reason I am feeling horrible and guilty.

This is from being a "dink" and not reading the signs and helping poor innocent JSL. I was just nursing him and he was really miserable. Something caught my eye in his mouth, so I fought with him to look inside.

Staring me in the face, on the top next to the two front top chompers, were little points on both sides just poking through. The poor baby has had signs the last week, but I was in denial since he just cut the other ones. Every single classic teething symptom that some doctors deny were there (thank goodness our dentist is a believer in them). He had the telltale gross "fun" diapers, rear end rash, restless at night, stuffy nose, excess saliva, didn’t want to eat solids, and was super clingy to me.

I should have known and not been in denial. I could have given the poor kid something to help him sleep at night instead of trying simple and useless binky therapy. At least I know now and can help him out and snuggle him if that is what he wants. I need to learn to savor these moments more: 

My tired little monkey

 

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He’s on his feet – ACK!

So much for taking things slow. JSL seems to be in a hurry to grow up. He is just eight month old and already giving us a run for our money. When he and I are home during the day he does not want to sit and play. He often will baby bitch complain until I give him my hands to use to stand up. Then he is happy and dances. He has also learned that he can move his feet underneath to get places. This is very intriguing to him. The other night he and JL were playing. JSL wanted to let go of Daddy’s hands, so JL did it. The little monkey stayed up for a while. They kept doing this for quite some time. JSL thinks it is hilarious to stand and then crash onto his bottom or fly into Daddy’s arms.

This morning he wanted to do it again. This time I grabbed my camera to get photos. Below are pictures of JSL, the next generation of Chipendale,strutting his stuff.

First Daddy must help the little guy to get steady on his feet. This gets more difficult later on when he is laughing and wiggling too much. Please note the cute, chubby baby thighs (sad how it is acceptable and adored at this age).

The kid wants to be on his feet

Now JSL gets very serious and even a little annoyed with the peanut gallery making too much noise. He really was trying to concentrate at this point. 

Major concentration going on

He is now in the zone and ready to go! 

OK Dad . . . ready . . . set. . .

Look Ma . . . no hands!!!!! 

No Hands!

No, he was not standing long, but he was up. We knew we were in trouble before, but this solidifies that is is coming soon – ACK! 

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Even baby boys like remotes

JSL and I pack up and head out to get NHL from preschool soon after lunch most days (earlier if there is snow). Typically I put his coat on first and then toss mine one quickly. Here is what happened Friday as we were about to head out. As you will see this little guy has baby radar for things that he should not get!

Quickly finds the remote that was sitting on the couch next to him. I was shocked it did NOT go into his mouth. He was very proud of his accomplishment. 

Look what I found

It dropped out of his hands and flipped over. He now saw all of the pretty buttons and was trying to figure out what to do next. 

What can I do with this?

He flipped it over to the other side to make sure he did not miss something. Seriously, it must be a Y chromosome thing. 

Must be a Y chromosome thing

Decides that the other side is much more exciting and thinks about moving it back. 

I think it is the other side that I want

Then he must have been feeling guilty. Suddenly he gets this face and looks the other way, as if to pretend he had not been touching something that was not for him. Man they learn this cute and innocent things early. 

I am innocent I tell you

See what I mean . . . this next one is the real kicker. How could you ever be mad at this face? 

The bib says it all!

This is my new favorite picture – thanks to the big blue eyes and smile.

 

P.S. A big thank you to Uncle I and Aunt M for the great hat JSL is wearing. They gave it to him as part of his Chanukah gift. It fits perfectly and I love how cute it is.

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Baby Booby Biter

JSL is 8 month old today and apparently wants Mommy to think about weaning him (not very seriously – so no need to worry). He is definitely experimenting with his new upper chompers. Unfortunately, the recipients of said experimentation are my poor boobs.

*OUCH*

I try not to react too much and tell him "no bite" when he does it, but now the little monster sweetheart is smiling and starting to laugh. Thanks to this I pull him off and end the nursing session. He has not nursed a lot and is refusing to eat solids today, my guess we have more of those pesky teeth trying to move in.

I guess it is a good thing the little guy is cute. Certainly a defense mechanism for him over the last 24 hours with 6+ bites.

Hopefully he will get the memo and stop this so we can both continue with the nursing routine sans biting!

 

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