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"Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Moments like this

I just love moments like this!Moments when Isaac is napping and the house is completely still and quiet. Moments when I go into his room to check on him, and he's sucking his thumb, with his puppy dog firmly planted under his arm, and his security blankie in his hand (the same hand that he's sucking on his thumb), and he is peaceful and content. And all seems right with the world.

Isaac has been off the bottle for around 3 months now. Taking it away was much easier than I had anticipated. I had no plans on doing it, until I took him in for his 2 year well child check-up, and our pediatrician asked me if he still sucked a pacifier. I told him that Isaac is a thumb sucker. Then he asked me the dreaded question, "Well by any chance does he take a bottle to fall asleep with?" I was caught, red handed. I made my confession to the pediatrician, at which point he told me that Isaac's soft palette was showing signs of damage, and his front teeth were also showing signs of decay. That was enough to make me realize it was time... I took the bottle away the next day, and he didn't even cry. He asked for it, and I told him there was no more bottle. But on the 4th day when I put him to bed and he asked for the bottle, I almost gave in when I saw his bottom lip turn down and start to quiver. He started crying. It wasn't a screaming, mad cry. It was a sad, I miss my baba, cry. Within another day or 2, he stopped asking, and my heart sank a little. Now I missed the bottle; Isaac's last bottle was MY last bottle too.

But even without the bottle to help him fall asleep, Isaac is still a great sleeper. He doesn't fight going to bed. I tell him it's time to go to bed, and he runs into his room. I let him pick out a stuffed animal if he hasn't already done it by himself, and then I put him in bed, give him a hug and kiss, cover him up, and tell him that I love him. He falls asleep very peacefully. And he consistently naps for 2 1/2 (sometimes 3) hours every day. And then he sleeps another 11 hours every night. Impressive, right? I think so! I guess if I got that much sleep, I'd always be happy and content just like Isaac! Every morning when he wakes up, I can hear him in his room asking for us. "Dada? Mama?" And then he'll start knocking on his door, as if to say that he's ready to wake up and get his day started. As soon as Hector or I open his door, Isaac comes running out in such a great mood! It's the same routine, every morning. "Hi Mama! Hi Dada! How was your sleep? I had good sleep!" Granted, most people may not understand those last 2 sentences, but we know what he's saying. And it's so completely adorable!
I really do love moments like this...

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