For the last few bedtimes, I was thinking my daughter was channeling me. That is, my mother tells me that as a baby I (unlike my brother) would only put up with being rocked and sung to for so long; when I was ready to fall asleep, I'd fuss until I was put down in my crib, thank you very much, and lemme go to sleep already!
The Toch has been sung and nursed to sleep just about every night of her life. But the last few nights, while I'm feeding her and singing she will suddenly start fussing and arching, and she only stops when I put her in her crib, where she promptly rolls on her side and falls asleep. Okay, fine.
But tonight... my sweet yummy child did the same thing, fussed until I put her down. So I put her down, walked away... and in a moment or two, she was whimpering in her crib. When she didn't stop after a minute, I went back in and tried to feed her some more, but nope, she didn't want it.
So I just held her. And sang to her. And rocked her in the chair. And her eyelids fluttered... and fell... and stayed down.
She wanted to be rocked and sung to more! Yum!!
Now that the weather has gotten all cold and rainy (Yay! Yay! Yay!) she's back in her sleep sack too! Smunchiness!
Sigh. She's growing up, though. For instance, lately she's been resisting us putting a clean diaper on her. She won't obligingly move her legs to let us get it on. She doesn't seem to be in any discomfort, just ornery.
And today she had her first gluten! She had oat cereal. I was so good - I mixed it with some of the precious milk stash, even warmed it up for her... and she was NOT interested. So we played some and moved on, and in a while I tried again, once it was cold and far more liquidy (scroll down to 'trivia' here for why) - and she loved it! Once again, she's displaying an opinion, a preference - just like a real person!
Top picture is her pasty little self - that picture is about three weeks old, but I'm just posting it now. Yes, you could say she's wearing underwear on her head. And the lower picture is from today, standing on the table. She's wearing her Robeez again, which I am so totally in love with. For one thing, they keep her socks on (!!), and thusly keep her feet warmer, but they also give her more traction. So I need to buy her another pair, clearly. And so...
It's BlogReader poll time! Please help me choose my daughter's next footwear. It's for this winter...
Booties or Giraffes or Little Pink Flowers or Sneakers or the Wildflowers? Help me here, please!
(How did people ever make important parenting and / or retail decisions before blogs?)