Last weekâ€™s horrendous sleep regression suddenly seems well worth it. Apparently, babies regress in their sleep patterns while tackling a big physical or mental development milestone. Henry was sleeping horribly last week but showing off no new skillsâ€¦ until yesterday! We have roll overs. Sooo many roll overs. They say your child is a newborn for three months and a baby for only one year â€“ I feel like weâ€™ve officially exited newborn-ness and entered babyhood.
Look! Crawl position. Lord help us all.
(Are we starting to look more alike? I think so! I didnâ€™t mind how much he looked like Kristien at first, but itâ€™s kind of nice to see similarities between Henry and me now, too.)
As far as my momma personality goes, I havenâ€™t been super fixated on developmental milestones â€“ I kind of just feel like Henry does what heâ€™s supposed to do when heâ€™s doing it. Itâ€™s very cool to watch, of course. But this milestone feels so HUGE to me! After all â€“ big boys crawl. And crawling leads to walking!
Proud momma moment of the morning â€“ done.
Can I have a sad cooking moment, now?
I was super pumped for leftovers this morningâ€¦ But at 6:00 AM, when Henry and I walked into the kitchen, I was very sad to realize that I had left the leftovers out on the kitchen counter overnight. Cooking fail.
Peanut butter toast, anyone?