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THUNK!

I'm exhausted.  (You'll hear me say this often, so get ready.)  After months and months of Bug sleeping roughly 10-12 hours a night STRAIGHT, she has decided to flip it on us.  I'm almost sad that she got us used to those long hours of sleep-FULL nights.  Now we feel like we're dealing with a newborn again...except this time...she's got a bigger and much louder voice.  She's still cute, though and that's probably the only reason why this tired Mama is still going and has not lost her patience.  Why this flip?  I'm not sure, but I've tried to assess the situation.  (I do work in a research and assessment department, after all.  Ha!)  

A couple of weeks ago I received a baby-know-it-all-update email that said around this time, Bug would be undergoing "some" separation anxiety.  Judging from this baby, I'm pretty sure that was a typo and they meant A LOT, not some.  It's a lot.  Bug has A LOT of separation anxiety.  Remember those homemade dinners I was back in the habit of making?  Well, I'm not in the habit anymore.  Remember that jumper we bought to keep her preoccupied while I made those homemade dinners?  Well, it only keeps her preoccupied IF I'm sitting right next to her, playing with the toys.  You swear by the cries that happen when I walk in the kitchen (where I am clearly visible to her), that she was dying.  Seriously.  Dying.  That cute pout comes out, her chin quivers, and tears (OH,THE TEARS!)...they are so real and she is so sad.  (On any normal day I wouldn't say they were real because my daughter is a drama queen, but this time...for some reason, they're real.)  What option does this Mama have, but to sing Twinkle Twinkle super loud, from the kitchen, over her cries, and she magically stops...for 5 minutes.  After those peaceful 5 minutes have passed, it begins all over again.  Then, I sit to play too.  (Bug-1, Mama-0)  What can I say? Bug thinks I'm fun and I'm not one to disagree with such a smart baby.  :)

It seems that if we change up the only routine we have in our lives (bed time)...even just a little bit, she freaks out and if she freaks out before bed, then she'll be up every few hours that night.  Usually Dad is not home for bed time so things work out pretty well, but lately, he's been making it home before bed.  This excites Bug and who can blame her? Da-Da is pretty fun too.  They've bonded a lot over their morning feedings, walks to the car, and hand holding car rides to day care.  If Da-Da gets home before she's in bed, we can kiss a full night's sleep goodbye.  This girl can smell her dad like she's a dog!  Remember those days when Bug used to call for Ma-Ma?  Disappeared.  We've officially got a Daddy's girl on our hands.  Of course.

By the way...good news- I don't think Bug will be skipping crawling. Yippee!  (Buys Mom and Dad more time to baby proof.  Okay, okay, we're on it!)  Check out this Bug, trying to crawl.  
LOOK AT THOSE LEGS!  Yummy!

Sometimes, when she's semi-awake in her crib at night, she puts in a little extra practice time and gets in this position and moves forward and back, forward and back...then...THUNK!  She's hit her head on the crib.  Who says a crib is safe anyway?

God Bless,
Kat

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