The Tater fell and hit his face today. Just... boom. He was walking and walking and gaining speed and then broke the fall with his face on my bed frame. Very fast.
Poor guy has a huge bump between his eyes. It is purple.
He was fine all day, but every time I looked at him, I got an icky feeling in my belly. I just don't like seeing him bruised. It's funny that I am the one suffering more from his injury. Oh... but it's sooo sad to look at.
Meanwhile, we are working on sleeping through the night. One of these days, we will make it.
Mateo slept through the night ok at three months old. And then, never again. It dawned on me that I never relax 100% when he goes to sleep, because I know he'll cry for me some time in the night. It's been ok, and even useful as he has been sick and so forth, but he is getting older and we need to establish a better rhythm. Plus, what happens if I ever bring a man into my life? I also thought about how I wouldn't feel right leaving Teo with my family overnight (or late night), because he would start to cry about 11:00. This needs to change, and we are on our third night of "training." So far, so good, but keep your fingers crossed.
Also: I got teary-eyed today when I told Mateo how much I love him as he fell asleep in my arms. Sometimes I am just blown away.
Oh, I'm so sorry about Mateo's fall! :-( I hope he didn't cry too much and that the bruise heals super quickly... I can imagine how hard it must be to see that and be reminded of how he hurt himself -- but I also imagine we have to get used to these kinds of incidents as kids grow, right?!
I love reading your posts and seeing pics of Mato -- he's such an adorable little man!
I remember thinking the same thing about Ella, when a friend offered to babysit her for an entire weekend so that I could go to a wedding. I felt like I was abusing their generosity if I left them with my insomniac baby. The sleep training was absolutely worth the pain though. We needed 5 nights to make progress, and had to renew the operation every few months but in the end, Ella ended up loving her time in her crib. She still is happy to lay in bed playing with her dolls and singing/talking herself to sleep. Good luck!
Hi Lee, I followed your blog back in 2003 and then I lost contact. Today I was flicking through my early blogpostings, trying links and most blogs I followed back then is gone. But not yours!!! :-) Happy to have found you again, interesting things seems to have happend in your life! Take care! :-)
oh happy belated birthday Teo! i just wanted to encourage you to keep at it with the sleep training - it is so worth it - although i know how hard it is to listen to them cry for you!