Adia slept from 8:30-7:30 last night. She slept through the picture frame falling off the wall and shattering to pieces. She even slept through the vacuum while I tried to clean up all the tiny shards of glass. Since it was 10pm, I didn't vacuum it all so there will be more cleaning today.
I, however, did not sleep through the night. (Should I use the "cry it out" or "no cry" method on myself?) I woke up right before Scott came home at 2:30am. I checked on Adia then because I was a little worried that I hadn't heard from her yet. She was laying on her side, turned at an angle. When she woke up this morning she was laying widthwise with her head towards the room. I was greeted with a big smile, a bunch of babble and gooey poopy diaper.
She talked through the whole diaper change. I love to watch and head her babble. It's the most amazing thing ever. I swear she was telling me all about her dreams. Sometimes she gets really mad if I can't figure out what she wants. I have a feeling that we're going to have an early talker and walker.
I could tell she was starving so I made her a bottle. Before we had even made it to the couch she was trying to shove it into her own mouth. She quickly drank all 4oz and wanted to play. Now she's in the jumperoo. It's funny, she doesn't jump all that much anymore. Somedays she's crazy in it, but generally she's now become fascinated with all the toys. She will spend tons of time just spinning the gecko (which she's doing right now). Her actions are so much more deliberate than they used to be.
2 comments:
Crysi- lol about getting to sleep. I used to tell DH that cry it out was only how I got MYSELF to sleep in the first month home from the hospital.
I agree with Annie - you should definitely cry it out... love the blog keep it coming!
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