Blogs, Cribs & Sleeping

Oh boy, this is a first for me (me being Steph...for those of you that enjoy the witty commentary of my husband - he'll be back next post...I promise). But for now here I am at long last, the blog-absentee mom.

I have to say that I'm very blog aversive. It has nothing to do with the concept and everything to do with the name. Who came up with the term 'blog'?!! It sounds like some condition you get by accidently shoving things up your nose. I can just picture Theo in the doctor's office with that nose flashlight angled in his nostril and the doctor saying, "Oh sure, that's a blog." But Mark has convinced me to get over my blog hang-ups and finally write something.

So here's what I have to report. Theo is a growing, learning, amazing boy. Just minutes ago Mark put Theo in his crib and suddenly the crib didn't seem like this huge overwhelming sleep arena. Instead Theo nicely took up a chunk of it and looked quite proportionate lying there. Humf. He's already growing up right before my eyes.

But then I've been spending a lot of time just looking at the little guy. I've actually had the opportunity day and night. Shhhhh...don't tell anyone, but I've started doing what I swore I'd never do (no mom, I'm not whipping out any 'You'll understand when you're older' language yet), but I have ventured into the precarious world of co-sleeping. Yep, that lovely sleeping arrangement when one over-tired parent can easily roll over and squish their mattress-pounding child...at least that's what all those baby books tell me. So why are we doing this you ask? Because Mark and I have decided that sleep is a good thing to try and snatch at night. But Theo's current gas/cuddle bum condition makes it so frequent crying fits ensue throughout the night unless there is a back rub at hand and a warm body to snuggle into. Thus, I have a new teddy bear to hold on to at night and Theo seems more than happy to fulfill the role. You're probably wondering what Mark thinks about all this. Well, let me just say that since starting this arrangement two nights ago we have had two five-hour stretches of solid sleep both nights. *sigh* Sleep is a beautiful thing.

But eating is also a beautiful thing and Theo has just decided that now is the time for food. He is currently latching on to everything in sight and since milk isn't going to start sprouting from Mark's chin, I should probably go detach the boy and get him the real deal.

Steph.