Almost 8 months in ...
What we've learned ...
Really the cruxt of it is to stop having expectations and to stop listening to what other babies are doing and expecting Grady to behave like they do. I know this seems really simple. And maybe normal people don't have the neurosis that I have so maybe normal people don't need this advice.
Speaking of advice, the best advice I have gotten is that everything is a phase. So if he's doing great at X ... well it's just a phase, and at some point he probably won't be so great at it. This I kept telling myself when Grady wasn't sleeping at night. He did not start sleeping at night until after Halloween. So for 6 months I got up with him. I'm not sorry I did, because I think he needed it.
Note, he needed it. Susie down the street or your baby may not. But I think Grady was not capable of sleeping through the night. For whatever reason.
But in the middle of that madness, I had to repeat to myself over and over again that he would eventually sleep. That he would eventually sleep for longer than three hours at a stretch. He would. And that as long as I was consistent, gave him every opportunity to sleep, he would get there.
I don't really have anything profound to say at this juncture. Everything is a phase. The phases scare me. But they are just phases.
At almost 8 months in we have two bottom teeth, working on the top two, which I expect will cut while we're flying over Amarillo on our way to Albquerque for Christmas. Because that's my, and the poor passenger next to us, luck. They are so swollen though, and I can see the tooth outline and everything it's just when its it going to cut that's the question. Any day I'd guess.
We can sit up on our own for a good long stretch, though we lean and fall over and can't get up! We are sort of showing a little interest in crawling but not really. We'll see where that goes. We are a good eater, and, bless my heart, we're still nursing. We wave, sort of. And we babble constantly. Babababababa, wabababababa. B and W sounds. I'll try and get video of that tomorrow if I can. We are working on fine motor skills and picking up cheerios. Our favorite new food is yogurt. We did not like apple juice and we still don't like water. When pressed (read: really hungry), we'll take a bottle of milk but forget it if there's water or juice in it. We did try the nuby cups over the regular sippy cups and he likes those a lot better. He took watered down milk in one of those but hated the juice and wont drink just water from them.
Picky, picky. What kid doesn't like apple juice?
I've yet to see a person who can't drink from a cup though, so I imagine it will all work itself out.
Really the cruxt of it is to stop having expectations and to stop listening to what other babies are doing and expecting Grady to behave like they do. I know this seems really simple. And maybe normal people don't have the neurosis that I have so maybe normal people don't need this advice.
Speaking of advice, the best advice I have gotten is that everything is a phase. So if he's doing great at X ... well it's just a phase, and at some point he probably won't be so great at it. This I kept telling myself when Grady wasn't sleeping at night. He did not start sleeping at night until after Halloween. So for 6 months I got up with him. I'm not sorry I did, because I think he needed it.
Note, he needed it. Susie down the street or your baby may not. But I think Grady was not capable of sleeping through the night. For whatever reason.
But in the middle of that madness, I had to repeat to myself over and over again that he would eventually sleep. That he would eventually sleep for longer than three hours at a stretch. He would. And that as long as I was consistent, gave him every opportunity to sleep, he would get there.
I don't really have anything profound to say at this juncture. Everything is a phase. The phases scare me. But they are just phases.
At almost 8 months in we have two bottom teeth, working on the top two, which I expect will cut while we're flying over Amarillo on our way to Albquerque for Christmas. Because that's my, and the poor passenger next to us, luck. They are so swollen though, and I can see the tooth outline and everything it's just when its it going to cut that's the question. Any day I'd guess.
We can sit up on our own for a good long stretch, though we lean and fall over and can't get up! We are sort of showing a little interest in crawling but not really. We'll see where that goes. We are a good eater, and, bless my heart, we're still nursing. We wave, sort of. And we babble constantly. Babababababa, wabababababa. B and W sounds. I'll try and get video of that tomorrow if I can. We are working on fine motor skills and picking up cheerios. Our favorite new food is yogurt. We did not like apple juice and we still don't like water. When pressed (read: really hungry), we'll take a bottle of milk but forget it if there's water or juice in it. We did try the nuby cups over the regular sippy cups and he likes those a lot better. He took watered down milk in one of those but hated the juice and wont drink just water from them.
Picky, picky. What kid doesn't like apple juice?
I've yet to see a person who can't drink from a cup though, so I imagine it will all work itself out.
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