Feb. 25, 2006
milo and his weary parents
it's a long two years, give or take a few months, the time it takes for a child to sleep through the night, every night, fairly predictably, at least in my house. i say that even though milo has been our best sleeper of the three. and yet a couple nights in a row of night-time wakings can really wear you down. clementine delivered a handmade card to me tonight that read, "i love you and i wish you weren't so grouchy." ouch! she's not afraid to tell me like it is.
while i was busy folding the laundry, i think milo grew two inches, maybe this is the reason for the midnight snacking. his pants are suddenly quite a bit shorter and he can reach inside drawers. he can't see what he's reaching but that little hand snakes inside, seeking. today, while i was out of the room, his hand ran into my rolodex. by the time i found him the a's were scattered in the recliner and he was jamming the b's and c's between the s's as fast as he could.
did i mention his world is all about mommy? if he is ever out of my sight i know he is up to no good because most of the time he clings. he doesn't talk yet, he pulls, points, mumbles in rapid miloease with inflections so that i know when it's time for me to reply. "gobbly bumbly mmm?" he says. "yes, milo, i see the dogs," i answer and he smiles. i must have interpreted correctly.
tonight, while his dad and i were almost comatose on the couch he emptied his diaper bag of its contents and washed his hair with a baby wipe, then he washed his dad's.
his sister's think he's adorable and when he points and grunts they say, "what do you want, milo?" who needs language when you have such good service?
we all love to watch him dance and we happily accept his slobbery, open mouth kisses with a little hint of a bite. we clap when he comes close to saying a word, we cheer when he eats his last bite of vegetables and we read his favorite books over and over. so don't tell him in the middle of the night this week i entertained thoughts of giving him away. now that i've had a nap i've reconsidered. he's a keeper.
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Feb. 25, 2006 - Untitled Comment
Posted by drewsfamilytx
The years fly by but the days (and nights) can sure seem long!!!
Your little Milo sounds much like my Chunky-Monkey!
I miss him. Only 20+ more hours to go until I am finally home!
Love,
Marsha (killing time in Tokyo...20 more hours to go until I am finally home!)
PS Hope you get a restful night...I get grouchy too...and it has gotten worse each year... *sigh* it is only a season, my friend...
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Feb. 25, 2006 - Amen!
Posted by fancynancy
Oh that's great! My youngest, Andrew (11 mos), does not sleep through the night either. The first three slept through at 9 1/2 weeks, 7 weeks, and 11 weeks. At the time, that 11 week thing killed me. Now, I see how good I had it. 11MONTHS!!! You've got to be kidding. I'm getting too old for this. Last night he got up at 4 a.m. ( mommy didn't go to bed til after midnight cause she was watching the Olympics) and decided to STAY UP!!! Around 5:30 I finally lit a fire in the fireplace and made a cup of tea. I nursed him I don't know how many times, trying to knock him out. When my husband got up around 6:30 and saw my predicament he got our 10 year old up and sent me back to bed. I got a few more hours sleep. The funny thing is is that it is now 12:30 a.m. and here I am. AAAHHH!!! What am I doing? I should be in bed getting prescious (oh I can't spell at this hour) sleep. But again I watched the Olympics and it is impossible to blog during the day (you know, when I am supposed to be schooling and traing the kids.) Oh well, sorry for the lengthy comment. Hope I didn't bore you. Good night, or good morning. Whatever.
Nancy
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