Friday, February 4, 2011

Nobodys perfect... but you're as close as it gets.

I'm sure everyone is sitting on the edge of their seats... wondering what is going on in the world of Wyatt.

But no need to be worried... we're alive and well.

Its not that I don't have anything to write about. The amazing things that Wyatt does on a daily basis could fill an encyclopedia, let alone a few pages. The problem is that not everyone wants to read about how amazingly adorable my son is when he blows bubbles in the bath. Nor do they care to hear about his 2 hour naps, 12 hour nights, or potential potty-training triumphs. In fact I'm sure most people want just the opposite, waiting to hear about my sleep deprived nights, diaper blow outs, and teething terrors. So today, that is what I will share. Along with a few triumphs (I just can't help it!).
The problem with the sleep experts is that they all think they are just that... experts. So which one do you listen too? Which book do you buy? After talking with a few moms and getting completely opposite advice, I decided to just suck it up and take it day by day, or in this case night by night. Wyatt went from sleeping through the night at 10 weeks... to waking up once at 6 months... twice at 7 months... to small spurts of sleep followed by what seemed to be hours of crying at 8 months. Bryan will tell you that it wasn't that bad (though he was able to sleep through most of it) and he may be right. There were long stretches, sometimes weeks, of good sleep... followed by a few rough nights. After relentlessly scouring online resources I found this to be somewhat normal but it was still a reality shock to my body to have to wake up in the middle of the night again. I would do anything for Wyatt, including rocking him all through the night, but I am definitely happy to hopefully be past our presunrise bonding time.

I assume that a lot of the problem has come from teething. A common factor in fussiness I suppose. Were currently working on tooth #4... 2nd one on the top. So far so good and I thought the end was in sight until someone informed me that the molars were if anything... worse. I can't imagine how that is possible seeing as how I am on my 5th tube of Origel but only time will tell. On Auntie Amanda's suggestion, I did find that the Little Munchkin Food Feeders seemed to help. I would put an ice cube or frozen peach inside of them for him to suck on. This was my saving grace a few nights... not only tasty but entertaining as well. Oh so thankful to have a Supermom in the family that has done this a time or two... or four!

We recently added a new addition to the family. Introducing, Sage. After seeing Wyatt's adorable smile while petting the puppy at the Sportsmen Show... we decided we had to have one. We picked her up the next day and brought her home to Wyatt's delight... and Bentley's dismay. So far the family is doing well. Wyatt loves chasing her around and she loves pulling at his footie jammies when he is trying to eat breakfast. It has definitely pushed out my desire to have another baby. Anyone who has baby fever before the first birthday should get a puppy... it will definitely help you hold off for another year... or two.

We recently mastered going up the stairs. Now we are working on going down but the progress is slow. This may be in part due to the fact that every time he starts to slide down a step I have a panic attack and swoop him up. In due time he will learn... but in the mean time my anxiety level is a bit to high to allow him to work on it. We are also progressing on walking. He can stand and push anything that will move around with ease. Bikes, baskets, chairs. My poor hardwood floors... I'm not pushing it since the brain development that corresponds with crawling is crucial but I can't help but be excited for those first steps. Soon enough... and then I will quickly miss the days of crawling as I chase him around at top speed.

So that is where we are at. Quickly approaching the one year mark (9 1/2 months now) it is all I can do to keep from crying when I see how big he has gotten. Every day he does something new or babbles a new sound that reminds me that he is no longer a newborn. While I am excited for what new adventures tomorrow will bring I can't help but want to just hold on to today. Since having Wyatt I have definitely learned to appreciate every day and not take a single minute for granted.

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