It is suuuuuper cold down here this week! Our Southern bones aren't used to the high being 22*F so we've been hiding out in the house. We're not stir crazy yet, but we are only one day in. Thankfully, there has been no snow! (I am the world's biggest snow-hater.)
Anyway, today Mayhem finally clapped! I've been slapping his chubby starfish hands together a few times every other day or so and he did it completely on his own today! Baby accomplishments make all mamas proud, right? Now if he can figure out where his nose is......
The past two weeks have been horrendous as far as sleep goes. He wakes up in the middle of the night, crawling in his bed, standing up, tears rolling, screaming bloody murder with his eyes closed for an hour, sometimes two hours!, before he exhausts himself and passes back out. We try to hold him to calm him down, but he bucks and fights the whole time. It's crazy.
We don't know if he's dreaming something that wakes him up or maybe his stomach is bothering him or what. Last night after his supper I had a little talk with him about how much better of a day we would have if he would just go to sleep and sleep all night without making a peep. He partied hard until nearly 10 PM, but wouldn't you know the little bugger didn't wake up until 4:20 this morning? Then he slept from 5-6:30! I was shocked!
All day today I told him how happy I was that he'd slept so well last night and how much fun we were having since we were well rested and tonight I encouraged a repeat performance. I sure hope he took it to heart because he went to sleep before 7 PM.
He is so much fun though! So happy and playful. I can't believe he's 10 months old. He seems more like a little boy than a baby most days. He's a little eating machine, loves to feed himself, and will try anything. He has the cutest little squinch-nose smile and I love listening to his little "da da DADA da" conversations even though every other syllable has a "plbbttt!" between it. So. Much. Fun!