Late the other night, well let’s say early one morning at 4am, Baby K decided to wake up screaming his lungs out. I hear the loud screech over the baby monitor in my bedroom, jump out of bed, heart racing, scared that he figured out how to get out of his crib and fell or something and I walk in to find a baby who is still in his crib, smiling at me with his hands in the air saying “Mama’s bed”. REALLY?! He had to just screech like he was in major pain or trouble simply because he woke up in his “new room” with his brother and felt the need to scare the poop out of his mother?! My response to this child who is suppose to be transitioning from my bedroom (and bed) to his own room with his brother and his own crib, was a simple “no baby it’s night night time, lay down now please” and the response I got? A short and sweet but simple “NO” with a shake of the head too!
Mind you Baby K barely speaks and when he does it’s really hard to understand, which makes sense because when my daughter is home she speaks for both boys and they can barely get a word in edge wise. We are working on that, and it may make for another blog post but for today let’s focus on the fact that Baby K hasn’t ever really said the word no to me before, it’s normally a crazy, all out head shaking process but rarely does the word actually come out of his mouth.
Picture this; 4am, exhausted Mama who was up near if not past midnight, a 1 and a half year old and the word NO when told to go back to bed. Oh no, I didn’t laugh of course not, why would that be something to laugh about?! Totally joking, my face went from Miss Trying to Be Stern Mama to having a grin on my face!! I tried to hide it but it was just too priceless to not respond with a grin!
What did I do? Brought Baby K out to the living room, changed his diaper, filled his bottle (which is the next transition I must work on – getting rid of his bedtime bottle) and laid on the couch with him to rock him to sleep. Apparently I passed out with him because I woke up about 5am to find that Baby K and I were sleeping together on the couch, I picked him up and carried him into his crib where he laid down and fell back asleep.
What a NIGHT …. the joys of parenting, but I must admit how proud I am of myself and Baby K for doing much better than I thought we would with having him share a room with AJ!!