I knew exactly what he meant. "OK! Time to eat!" And it was. Very effectively communicative, this boy.
|Walter holding his own burp rag. Helpful!|
Oh, sleeping. Speaking of milestones, Walter started sleeping 5-7 hours a night very early on, with a few bad nights here and there of constant waking and eating. Now the bad nights have become the norm, maybe from not being swaddled anymore, or that cold he's still getting over, or maybe another growth spurt, or all of the above, or something else entirely. He hasn't told us what's going on. All I know is that I'm glad today is my day off from work and I'm wondering how Sean is going to function at all at work today (my guess: sleepily.)
Tomorrow is Sean's last day at work before 6 weeks of paternity leave. He'll be getting Walt's room ready (where Walt will sleep independently through the night very soon. Yes, he will!) and gradually introducing the little guy to daycare. That means more hours at the office for me. I'm glad and looking forward to it--being a pastor is has become a big part of my identity, a part I missed dearly during maternity leave. Our pediatrician is a fan of daycare, too: good for socialization, development, immunity, etc. In some ways, it's hard to think about having so few waking hours with Walt each day, and to know that Sean and I will miss many of his next "firsts." But, just as I'm sure he will roll over again (or, you know, skip right to walking) I'm sure we'll make good and loving use of the time we have together, continuing to be amazed by our Scooter.
Pictures (lots of them, great ones) from Christmas are posted here. And now I'm off to put the baby on his tummy again!