I’m officially halfway through this pregnancy (assuming this baby sticks to the schedule, unlike Mitchell). To celebrate, I took a picture of my toes, which are just barely visible anymore.
Mitchell got to hang out with his aunt and cousin yesterday. Saying he’s a bit obsessed with his cousin is an understatement. He constantly wants to hold him and hug him and point out his fingers. It’s pretty cute. He was so exhausted after his day that, while playing on our bed, he curled up in the crook of my arm and almost fell asleep. I moved him to his bed and he went right to sleep. He must still be tired this morning because he needed “coffee” like mommy and daddy.
The good news is, my son is sleeping through the night. The bad news is, his internal alarm clock is set to 5:30, no matter what time he falls asleep. I have no idea who he inherited this trait from, but I do know that it wasn’t me. A few years ago, if someone had told be that the parent who got to sleep in would still be awake by 7 (which, incidentally, is earlier than any coffee shop in Topeka), I’d have punched them in the mouth. Sleep is a big deal. I love sleeping. I just assumed any child of mine would equally love sleeping.
I looked it up on WebMD. Toddlers need 12-14 hours of sleep per 24 hours. On a good day, Mitchell gets 11 hours. That’s of he takes a full 2 hour nap, which he usually doesn’t.
Oi. It’s still dark. Why am I not in bed?
Mitchell had a nice lunch with his friend today. While his friend’s mom was trying to feed him healthy baby food, though, Mitchell intervened and introduced him to lo mein. He loved it. Another addict is created! And you know you have the cutest babies in the food court when they have an entire table of old lady stalkers staring at them the whole time!
Since Mitchell had way too much energy this evening, our family returned to the mall to let Mitchell run it off in the play area. It was way too hot for the park. Mitchell just wanted to climb the caterpillar, though. Or be chased by random children.