We’ve had some unnerving developments in the McDonald house.
For one, Cohen’s wonderful sleep pattern of 7:30p-6:30a with a morning and afternoon nap is changing. I had hoped it was just new teeth coming in or a phase he’d grow out of, but lo and behold, a new sleep pattern is emerging and pushing aside the wonderful old one.
Cohen no longer takes an afternoon nap. I can lay him in his bed for an hour and he can fuss the whole time and still not ever fall asleep. So he’s definitely ready to go to bed at 7:30p but now he wakes up at 5:00a.
Mommy isn’t feeling that.
So when I heard him at 5a this morning, I kind of took my dear old sweet time getting up and going pee and starting coffee before I went into his room.
Oh, I forgot to mention another new disturbing trend: I can’t keep Co’s hands out of his diaper. I mean, not at all. I told Mom this and she thought I was exaggerating and until she witnessed him sitting in the window sill with BOTH hands in his diaper. I know, I know, put pants on him… I do. He takes them off.
So, this morning I go into his bedroom and what do I find? My sweet little toe headed child standing at the edge of his crib covered in poop. Yes, poop. Poop all over his hands, legs, ears (no joke) and his face. I knew from the second I opened the door, I was coming into a mess…the smell almost knocked me over. But it literally took me a second to figure out if there was any spot I could put my hands to even lift him up out of the crib. (I almost took a pic of this, but then thought: who would want to see that?!?!)
His jammy pants were laying the corner of the crib next to to sheets, also poop stained in various spots. He was still wearing his shirt since he hasn’t figured out how to do that over the head thing yet. Ironically, the print on the shirt states:
DIAPERS…Its not just a job, its a doody!
We only have a shower and I didn’t feel like getting in with that poopy naked tush, so I opted to bathe him in the sink. I haven’t done that since we lived in Seattle. It brought back some sweet memories and we both ended up giggling and enjoying it (despite the earliness of the morning)
So now I am off to wrestle with that stinkin’ crib sheet! Ugh! I am short so I can literally work up a sweat trying to get that thing on and off! I did see this design for a crib that I think is genius -especially in comparison to the old kind (obviously meant to make sleep deprived mamas MORE crazy!) All of you preggo ladies, check it out (last photo):
If this is your first baby, you might not see the need for this, but trust me! They’ve improved car seats and probably cut new mama cussing by 50%, I can’t imagine how much less I would want to scream if I had this crib instead of the one that makes me sweat trying to keep it clean.
Ok…I am now complaining about the sheet-and-crib issue to avoid having to actually deal with it. Wish me luck!
**I wanted to put the photos in with the post where they belonged, but WordPress will only let me put them in as one big gallery..if anyone knows a way around this, I am all ears!**