When mom tries to feed us, we like to sleep on her. Then when she puts us down to do something, we scream because we're hungry. We have to leave for big brother's hair cut in 10 minutes. Mom has been trying to feed us for 45 minutes and we just want to sleep. The second she puts us in our car seats, we'll scream because we decided we want to eat now.
I'm tired. I know I'm tired, Mom knows I'm tired, and I know she knows I'm tired. But I really don't want to nap and I know if I fuss enough she'll give up and put me in the swing so I'm gonna milk this for all it's worth!
(Btw, I totally gave up. She's moaning, but she's pulling Wubbanub - pacifier with an elephant attached to it, the ONLY pacifier she'll take - out of her mouth and putting it back in ALL BY HERSELF so I'm just gonna ride this one out. She can hang out in the swing all afternoon if she keeps this up!)
I'm sweet and happy all day, but when mom and dad want to sit down to eat dinner, I will bring out my crazy. And I want to be held JUST SO. Don't try to hold me and eat one handed. Nope. Just put that dinner away til I go to bed.
I only poo on my mom when she isn't at home. I just wish we'd stay home always. (I am a busy body-having an infant means nothing except I am getting good arms from lugging him around)
I love to sleep through the night... But Mom went back to work this week so I got up at 2 am every night just to punish her. Lol!!
This! My girls were sleeping through the night too. I went back to work 3 weeks ago, and nights have been hell ever since. They wouldn't sleep in their bassinets anymore. It was swing or nothing. Now they're finally back in their bassinets, but wake up at 3:30 every night and stay up for 60 to 90 minutes.
On the last day of my dad's paternity leave I woke up 45 minutes earlier than normal, while mom was still home but trying to get out the door. I caused them to get into an argument. Oops! I just wanted to see everyone!
Today I figured out that if I poke out my bottom lip and pretend I'm going to cry my Daddy will keep singing to me and making silly faces. My mommy used to poke her lip out and it worked on Daddy, but now I'm so much cuter than my Mommy that she has no effect on him.
All I want to do today is eat, sleep, and fuss. I DO NOT, under any circumstances, want to be put down while I sleep. I want Mommy and I both to stay right here in this rocker.
Also, Mommy told Daddy I was fussy, so I'm sure I'll be all smiles when he gets home. I love making a liar out of my mom!
I love to save up my poops for one BIG one. I silently poop in my swing so it's a surprise when she picks me up. Her reaction is priceless. Plus I get a bath afterwards, which is my favorite. I've got that lady wrapped around my little finger. \:D/
My Mimi washed the bedding on the guest bed at her house this week after my big cousin accidentally wet the bed, when we got here this afternoon and mommy was changing my massive poopy diaper I peed out the side my diaper and soaked all the way down through to the matress pad. Then I laughed and laughed. I couldn't let big cousin pee the bed and not do it, too!
I heard Mom and Dad talking about going to a wedding 4 hours away. I've been to a wedding. That $h*t is way too loud. So today I cried extra hard in my car seat. Mom said I'd get used to it, so I gave her my best hungry cry. We got to stop the car, eat in the back seat, and now we do not have to go to that stupid wedding!!
BTW, What's a best friend? Mom keeps crying about missing a "best friend's" wedding... I mean, I don't actually care, just curious.
I just love to sit in my jumper and watch tv! Mom says I shouldn't do that all day, she even tries to get me to do Tummy time, or sit in the bumbo, or even play on my mat with toys. I just cry until she puts me back in front of the tv! It's the only way mom can get anything done, sucker! I just love it!
I like mom to think that her milk is drying up so I cry so hard she makes me a bottle of formula then just for fun I fall asleep before she even has a chance to feed me
I just want to watch James and the Giant Peach in peace but mom keeps trying to get me to sleep. There's a giant peach, mom. I have to know how this goes.
I have a confession to my fellow anti-nappers out there. I've been tricked into napping on ocassion. Believe me when I tell you that I resist with all my might. I give mixed signals when I'm tired (yawns while wide eyed and playing) in attempts to avoid being seduced into slumber by "the parents" (the one who dispenses the food and the one who keeps my butt clean). When I realize I'm being coaxed into a nap, I snap out of my sleepy eyed state and squirm/whine with all my might. But alas, on more than one ocassion I've found myself waking up in my swaddle.
The struggle is real my people.
P.S. Boobies before Babas yo. Who needs a bottle anyway. Am I right or am I right?
I like to fight sleep with all that I have until my mama puts on my favorite movie so that I can dance to the slushious music though I'm confused why Busta lime is so funny but mommy assures me I'll understand some day.
In the morning I like to sleep, and then start crying so my mom wakes up, and once she is awake, I like to fall back asleep again. I know she doesn't like to sleep, she just lies there tossing and turning and waiting SO LONG before going to sleep. I'm just trying to help her have time to do her favorite exercise (tossing and turning)
JUSTTTT when mom thinks she's got this feeding thing down (the boob..I'm never taking a bottle) I like to change things up and make her second guess if I'm getting enough to eat. Like today, I held my pee in all night and had a dry diaper when I woke up, making her panic. And then within 30 minutes I completely soaked two. She's so easy to rile up.
TTC: 1/2014
BFP: 9/24
EDD: 6/8/2015
Sorry for the poor man's siggy...ticker won't load regardless of how many tips I read.
I'm not really trying with this whole tummy time thing. From what I can tell it just leads to crawling which leads to walking which leads to mommy yelling "put on your shoes!" or "hurry up!" or worst of all "go play somewhere else!" I much prefer being a lump she carries with her all day.
i like to do cute stuff and roll over when mom is around, but when she gets that phone thing to take a video for dad i just dont feel like doing it anymore.
I only like mirrors when the handsome baby in it is happy. Sometimes that baby cries back at me, and I lose. my. mind.
ETA: Sometimes I can't decide if I'm smiling or about to cry. I try to let Mom recover the smile for me, but her embarrassing attempts just make me full out cry.
I love sleeping on my tummy, I adjust myself at night as needed.. It's so comfy and I sleep all night for mom and dad.. They said my sister was a good baby, I will be a better baby than her haha
I only like to sleep a lot at night when mommy has off the next day. But if she has class or clinical really early I like to give her a head-start to her day by waking up a lot or just really early.
Have you tried eating blankets yet? I heard it's supposed to increase your supply of fuzz-mouth and it totally works! Fuzz mouth is hilarious (until it makes me mad and I freak out ).
Hand me to anyone over the age if 65, I'm easygoing and they can be strangers, and I'll fall fast asleep instantly. Or because it happens so fast, mommy wonder if I'm pretending to sleep because I'm afraid of being dropped.
Car seats are the devil. Unless it's moving, the car is moving, or if I'm passed out, then it's totally cool. If mom stops for one of those red light things though, I will scream at her how much I hate this damn thing. It gets her moving every single time.
Why would anyone want to crawl? I heard mom say tummy time helps prepare for crawling, so I don't see the point in that anymore either. Why crawl when you can walk, amiright? I'd rather have mom holding me standing up all day long, anyway.
Re: Special lo edition: FFFC
(Btw, I totally gave up. She's moaning, but she's pulling Wubbanub - pacifier with an elephant attached to it, the ONLY pacifier she'll take - out of her mouth and putting it back in ALL BY HERSELF so I'm just gonna ride this one out. She can hang out in the swing all afternoon if she keeps this up!)
Also, Mommy told Daddy I was fussy, so I'm sure I'll be all smiles when he gets home. I love making a liar out of my mom!
We got to stop the car, eat in the back seat, and now we do not have to go to that stupid wedding!!
BTW, What's a best friend? Mom keeps crying about missing a "best friend's" wedding... I mean, I don't actually care, just curious.
The struggle is real my people.
P.S. Boobies before Babas yo. Who needs a bottle anyway. Am I right or am I right?
ETA: Sometimes I can't decide if I'm smiling or about to cry. I try to let Mom recover the smile for me, but her embarrassing attempts just make me full out cry.
Either works, I'm out in a flash.