Monday, June 1, 2009
Babies are Strange
Good morning, Starshine. The Earth says hello.
I know I shouldn't be surprised, but my baby is a little weird. Now that she can walk, she's figured out that she can crawl after all. And now that she can crawl and get into everything, she's decided that's a lot of fun, and now she doesn't have to go to bed, ever again.
She's also cutting more teeth, which doesn't help the sleep situation. So the past few nights, not wanting to be a total monster, I rocked her to a state of near sleep, which has worked in the past. But now, instead of falling asleep, she yells as soon as I stand up from the chair, and when I put her down, she rolls over, sits up, or stands and grips the bars of her crib, while scolding me in an angry baby language for being such a horrible mother.
One temporary solution was to hold her hand through the bars, while she drifted off to sleep. That way, I could get her to stay lying down. I felt this was a good compromise, because at least she was in her bed! But after 3 nights of sitting on the floor and holding her hand, it was taking exponentially longer for her to fall asleep, and when I tried to sneak away, she would clutch desperately at my hand and cry. Poor baby. And Poor Mommy! My heartstrings ache.
I'm realizing now how good the sleep has been, up until now. I'm hoping this is a phase, related to her new powers of mobility. Sigh. Last night, we restarted the sleep training, with regular intervals, which went something like this:
Me: Ok, it's time to go to sleep. (Lays Penny in bed).
Penny: Waaaah! (Rolls over, sits up).
(I leave the room, and return 5 minutes later).
Me: Honey, you need to go to sleep. Uh-oh, did you poop?!
(Pause to change diaper).
Me: Ok, seriously, it's time for bed. (Lays Penny in bed).
Penny: Waaah! (Rolling over, sitting up).
(I leave the room, and return 10 minutes later).
Me: Honey, I know you don't want to, but you really need to sleep. I will see you in the morning. (Lays Penny in bed).
Penny: Waaah! (Rubs eyes, sits up).
(I leave the room, and return 15 minutes later).
Me: I love you! Time to sleep! (Lays Penny in bed).
Penny: (Crying) I hate you! You're horrible!
(Repeat, ad infinitum).
And she screamed for an entire hour. An HOUR. There was a thunderstorm last night (and tonight), so her screaming was further punctuated by thunder and lightning. But tonight was much better. I thought we'd be in for at least 40 minutes of drama, but she gave up after 20. I have to give her credit. She's smart enough to know that it's more fun to stay up with us, and it's a lot more fun to walk around and explore, than to sleep alone in her room.
But I love the sound of her feet on the floor! And even though it's exhausting to try to keep up with her, she's really a lot of fun. Here she is, in action. She's gotten frighteningly faster since this video was taken.
Another amusing thing about Penny, is that she gets excited when she sees other babies. If she sees a baby at the store, she smiles, flaps her arms, and starts talking in this high-pitched voice. Most babies just stare at her, but she jabbers at them excitedly, as if to say, "HI! I LOVE YOU! YOU'RE SO GREAT!" She does the same to the neighborhood dogs and cats. And she greets our cats in her exuberant, high-pitched voice, every day. And then they're like, "SHIT! SHE CAN WALK?!"
Here's a not-so-amusing thing: Penny's into pinching (insert Penny-pinching joke here). I don't think she does it maliciously, but it is concerning. She pinches that tender, fatty place under my arms, or pinches my neck when she's feeling nervous or tired. It hurts! And it's not just me, she's been pinching Britt's mom as well. I'm trying to replace this behavior with patting, and she will pat me instead, when I remind her...Pat, pat, PINCH. I just don't want her to think that pinching is ok, but at the same time, if she finds it comforting for some reason, we need to find another way for her to feel calm.
Meanwhile, Penny had her one year check up a couple of weeks ago, and her doctor had me fill out a questionnaire about lead, and there were enough "yes" responses to indicate a possible risk. I am dreading the thought of a blood draw. Sheree, how bad was it? My doctor recommended going to the outpatient lab at Primary Children's, since they are the experts at sticking children with sharp needles. More on that to come, I guess.
In other news, Penny's head circumference is now within the 90th percentile. She has a giant melon! It's sure cute, though.