This weekend we went back to my home town for Miloh's baby naming...he got a Hebrew name...that should be a post and maybe it will someday become one.
He was a bit off his game, we weren't sure if it was from the travel, the new environment or the teething.
Well one night he was wailing like crazy...it was a new cry...seemed like it was of total pain.
So I went down to the room he was sleeping in to check on him. I was just supposed to make sure he wasn't on his belly because sometimes he get's stuck there and get's frustrated...and before you go off on us allowing him to sleep on his belly our doc told us that at this point it was okay if he rolled there on his own...partly because he is strong enough to roll over, partly because he let's us know when he's had enough.
I went down and saw that he was on his belly...but I could tell he was in total pain and flipping him over didn't do the trick. So I grabbed him up and comforted him until he went to sleep again. Then I put him back in his bed and he started wailing, so I picked him up again to comfort him in my arms.
That's when I realized that even though he was probably in pain he was completely f-ing with me...he knew I was going to pick him up every time he cried. But he just looked to cute so I held him and rested while he slept.
It was so cool because he was curling up like when he was a baby...I realize he's still a baby but I mean he was like he was a brand new baby.
Next he woke a bit and gave me his pacifier...he'd been doing this to Staci for awhile but it was the first time he gave it to me. Then he fell back asleep.
Moments later Staci came down to check on him and she say him lying in my arms...she asked why he was in my arms, because it was going against our normal routine of sleep and comforting him...a routine I'm pretty strict with.
Then he woke.
She asked him if he was he was scheming...with the best timing ever he pulled his blankie over his face, gave a giant smile and gave a huge giggle...because he knew he was guilty.
It was awesome.
He was a bit off his game, we weren't sure if it was from the travel, the new environment or the teething.
Well one night he was wailing like crazy...it was a new cry...seemed like it was of total pain.
So I went down to the room he was sleeping in to check on him. I was just supposed to make sure he wasn't on his belly because sometimes he get's stuck there and get's frustrated...and before you go off on us allowing him to sleep on his belly our doc told us that at this point it was okay if he rolled there on his own...partly because he is strong enough to roll over, partly because he let's us know when he's had enough.
I went down and saw that he was on his belly...but I could tell he was in total pain and flipping him over didn't do the trick. So I grabbed him up and comforted him until he went to sleep again. Then I put him back in his bed and he started wailing, so I picked him up again to comfort him in my arms.
That's when I realized that even though he was probably in pain he was completely f-ing with me...he knew I was going to pick him up every time he cried. But he just looked to cute so I held him and rested while he slept.
It was so cool because he was curling up like when he was a baby...I realize he's still a baby but I mean he was like he was a brand new baby.
Next he woke a bit and gave me his pacifier...he'd been doing this to Staci for awhile but it was the first time he gave it to me. Then he fell back asleep.
Moments later Staci came down to check on him and she say him lying in my arms...she asked why he was in my arms, because it was going against our normal routine of sleep and comforting him...a routine I'm pretty strict with.
Then he woke.
She asked him if he was he was scheming...with the best timing ever he pulled his blankie over his face, gave a giant smile and gave a huge giggle...because he knew he was guilty.
It was awesome.
Sneaky!!!!
ReplyDeleteha! oh yeah, even little babies can be little manipulators. It kills me every time they start doing that because it means that everything from here on out gets so much more complicated.
ReplyDeleteM sounds SO cute :)
This reminds me of when Braden was younger and I would hear him messing around in his crib and I would go up there to tell him it was nap time not play time. Then he caught on so one time when I went up there to get him to lay down I opened the door and he DROPPED down immediately and started fake SNORING. I'm pretty sure I started laughing and there was no nap that day.
ReplyDeleteI thought I was reading my own thoughts here. My 7 month old f's with me so I know exactly what you mean. He knows it pains me to hear him cry so I always pick him up. Sucks that I never learn even when I see him giving "sucker" glances to his mama.
ReplyDeletewhat a cute story! babies are just too smart. & tricky!
ReplyDeleteThat is one of the cutest stories ever! Love it! My parents tell me that I was a real schemer like that. I was always pulling pranks on people when I was a kid...still do!
ReplyDeletethanks all...what scares me is Staci and I are both tricky...so I think we're going to have our hands full with him...should be fun though.
ReplyDeleteThat is one of the cutest stories ever! Love it! My parents tell me that I was a real schemer like that. I was always pulling pranks on people when I was a kid...still do!
ReplyDeleteI thought I was reading my own thoughts here. My 7 month old f's with me so I know exactly what you mean. He knows it pains me to hear him cry so I always pick him up. Sucks that I never learn even when I see him giving "sucker" glances to his mama.
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