Sometimes, a baby’s milestones happen gradually. You can see them working toward something and then watch them do it for the first time. It’s still exciting, but not as exciting as when you walk around the corner and see them doing something new.
Though Rebecca has been pulling herself into the standing position for more than a month, and was able to stay sitting up if you placed her in that position, she’d never actually sat up on her own.
On Friday afternoon, my wife and I walked into her room (we’d heard on the baby monitor that she had awakened from her nap) to find her sitting in the middle of her crib. Her expression was like that of the cat that ate the canary, as the expression goes. She knew she’d just done something new and was enjoying it.
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That was pretty exciting.
Saturday though was not good for us (by comparison). Rebecca woke up at 4 a.m. and didn’t want to go back to sleep. She had some teething pain and a little fever. When she finally did go to sleep, my wife had been at work for hours and I was exhausted. Rebecca woke up to eat and play a little just after noon, but still clearly wasn’t feeling well.
I fell asleep on the floor next to where Rebecca was playing. When I awoke, she was asleep too. She had crawled onto my chest, apparently in an attempt to wake me, and fell asleep there. She woke up just for a minute, looked at me and smiled, and went back to sleep. I couldn’t go back to sleep but didn’t want to wake her, so I lay there and listened to her breathing for an hour.
Because of all this napping, I guess, she felt better in the late afternoon:
But all her napping in the middle of the day meant she wasn’t tired last night. So she was awake well past 11 p.m. Her fever was gone, but the teething pain was worse.
By the time we all got to sleep, I felt like a very old man. I must have slept well because I was somewhat refreshed this morning.
Friday, workers did some touch up on the brick of the house to our south, and installed interior doorknobs and other fixtures. From what we can see, all that’s left for that house is adding the electric meter and landscaping. So we’re crossing our fingers that it will be finished this week.
The house to our north has a little farther to go; it just got drywall Friday. Next: taping and bedding, interior paint, and trim. Fortunately for us, its exterior is finished.
We can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. There are still two empty lots on the other side of our street, and one is relatively close to us, but work on those sites won’t be nearly as irritating/loud/invasive as the two lots on either side of us.