Ah, my sweet baby. When she was really, really little (but not really, really, really little, like a newborn), and she’d play around instead of eating or falling asleep, I used to tell her, ‘I asked for a good baby, but instead I got a GOOF baby! Somebody made a typo!’ Now she’s both — a goof baby AND a good baby (she always has been, really). She wanted to play instead of eat at bedtime tonight, and I made it clear that if she wasn’t going to have her bottle, she’d have to go straight into her crib instead. So in she went, and she was asleep about fifteen minutes later. She stirred after a while, which is normal, and she has no problem getting herself back to sleep, but I crept in, scooped her up, and gave her the rest of her bottle (which she was quite happy to eat by that point). She’s so sweet.
Being a parent is exhausting, and I’m not talking about sleep deprivation. I still go to bed pretty early, so I get more hours of sleep now than I did pre-baby, probably. It’s just quite physical work, keeping a small human happy all day long. I don’t think I reckoned on that before M was born, which isn’t to say it’s a bad thing, but it’s just hard to realize how much lifting and carrying and holding goes on until you’re doing it. Soon I’ll have to add chasing into my repertoire, and I don’t suppose the physical aspect gets any better until your child knows enough not to throw herself of cliffs, etc.
I’ve spent so much time lately thinking about having another baby. It’s something I’ve always planned/wanted, but it seemed impossible (or at least very stupid) when M was littler. Now we’re getting to the part where I think, ‘Oh, I want to do THIS again.’ I’m well rested enough to enjoy the fun stuff, and our routine is established enough that I don’t feel like I’m constantly putting M down for a nap and constantly trying to get her eat. It’s so easy to forget the tough early months. Anyway, no extra babies for me for a long while yet, but I’ve been on the fence about it since M was born, and now I’m much closer to falling onto the siblings side.
I got M a pair of 4+mos sippy cups, and I put water in one every now and then and let her play with it. If I set it down right it front of her, she can grab the handles and get the spout into her mouth, and SOMEtimes she even manages to tip it up enough to drink some water (surprisingly, she doesn’t seem to care that it’s not milk). If it’s off to the side, though, she’ll pull it over and start sucking on one of the handles or the bottom of the cup, etc. She seems only slightly less proud of herself, though. Goof baby.