I clung desperately to all of the milestones that were supposed to mean BETTER SLEEPING: doubling his birth weight, starting solids...I forget what else--the only things that ever made him sleep longer were immunizations. I was SO EXCITED when it was immunization time because he would sleep for 3 whole hours at a time at night and take a 1-2 hour nap during the day! Once or twice he slept for a 6 hour stretch at night, and I was AMAZED how much better I felt the next day (even though my chest would inevitably wake me up before the baby did).
(I also clung desperately to "it tooke 9 months to gain the weight, give yourself 9 months to lose it" and "br****feeding helps you lose weight". Um, FAIL.)
It helped my frame of mind considerably when he reached the 3 month mark and started making eye contact with me and smiling when I would smile at him. He had such a cute round face and hair poking up everywhere! (Sorry, we didn't have the digital camera yet =).) He DETESTED being on his stomach (We actually took pictures of the TWO times he was on his stomach without crying), and he cried whenever I put him down; he would not play with his toys, and he insisted that I hold him all the time--NOT for interaction with me and cuddles but to have a better view of the world.
He was interested in standing from a very early age (3 months old), and he quickly learned that he could walk around while holding onto furniture, but I was still a little surprised when he was 8 1/2 months old and he let go of the couch and walked across the room by himself. I just couldn't help thinking that a person that short WHO WAS STILL A BABY should not be able to walk yet!
When Ian was about 11 months old, Husband had to go away for
|I have such a cute face and one poky tooth!|
One evening, while trying to fix dinner, I turned around and saw this:
|Heaven forbid I should sleep in my crib!|
|The chubby baby cheeks and hands just begging to be kissed!|
|My mother thinks I am indescribably adorable when I am asleep!|
On his first birthday, Ian was wearing size 18-24 month clothes and size 5 1/2 shoes (BIG BOY!), er, moccasins. For some reason we hadn't really put shoes on him until then, and when we tried he kicked his feet and screamed. I wanted something on his feet when he went outside; thankfully I had a friend who knew how to make moccasins and she made a little pair for him.