The Unfortunate Smashing of a Thumb

It all happened about 2 weeks ago, this new chaos in my life. Seth & I often pondered how we would get Wyatt to stop sucking his thumb one of these days. To be honest, it never really bothered either of us, and he's always been such a good self-soother we were going to let things stop on their own. Truth be told, I sucked my thumb until 4th grade people - I mean, not sitting in class at school, but definitely at night...with my blankie...that I still sleep with (another story in itself!)

Back to the story - we had been having some nap issues, but things were still going fairly smoothly. Then came the fateful night that Wyatt, his 'Pop' (grandpa) & Daddy were all in the basement looking at something. Daddy couldn't figure out why this one lever wouldn't close on this thing they were looking at, only to discover the reason being Wyatt's thumb - the precious thumb sucking thumb no doubt - was stuck in it!! Lots of tears & blood ensued, but after a Popsicle & a Band-Aid we were patched up & over it. That night, bath time was touch & go - Wyatt didn't want to get the thumb wet & cried when he tried to suck it, but we didn't think twice about it - it will heal in a day or two we said.

Fast forward two weeks later - the scab is gone, the thumb is healed. But, the thumb sucking is over - as in not. even. interested. at. all. That was easy, right? WRONG - Mommy is convinced that the lack of thumb sucking has ruined her daytime freedom. Nap time has now turned into rest time here, which is hardly quiet time (although we do stay in our bed).

How does a child go from napping up to 3 hours a day to suddenly not napping at all?? I am hoping it is a phase, but until proven wrong I stand by my theory that it is the thumb!

Wordless Wednesday: Long Hot Summer

Another First

This weekend I was feeling a bit nostalgic, so I flipped through some old photos & albums from when Wyatt was born. Since we only have about 4 weeks till #2 is here, I am trying to brush up on as many memories as I can from when W was a tiny baby.

For those that know me well, you know about my infamous feeding/sleeping schedule that I kept diligently for 54 weeks. I knew it would pay off, now that #2 is on the way I have been looking back at it as I remember what Wyatt's feeding & sleeping schedule was like - all I can say is I only PRAY that we get so lucky again...

On page 2 of the spreadsheet is a chart of "milestones" - basically my notes of what Wyatt was up to over the weeks & months that passed. It stopped at about 15 months when he began walking (running), and I was wishing that I had kept up with it more. As my friend Abby is always telling me though, this blog is sort of like a digital baby book, so I have reminders on here as well.

Today as I was looking through the milestones, I didn't realize that one was happening right behind me! Wyatt, who is NEVER interested in coloring or crafting, had taken to drawing with some crayons he found in my desk & a piece of paper from the printer. I turned around to see this, which he said was a picture of himself swimming underwater: (for the untrained eye, this is a stick man with 2 eyes & a smile & some "crazy" hair, as Wyatt described it)

His first real drawing - There is nothing that melts my heart more than a good kid's drawing - especially of people & faces. Who know's if he'll ever repeat it, but it is up on the fridge with name & date to mark the occasion!