These two are on the verge of greatness.! Well... okay. On the verge of crawling, But I think that is amazing and great! And probably not for the reasons that you might think. I mean, sure I'm proud of how they are developing, and how they are slowly-but-surely overcoming their premature beginnings. But the fact that they will be crawling soon means only one thing to me. It means that they will be expending a lot more energy throughout the day and that will, in turn, result in longer sleeping periods at night. You think I'm kidding? I'm dead serious. I've been studying them closely for 9 months now and it is a proven fact that they are changing. They are no longer the docile, immobile infants that sleep and poop most of the day. They are now active and alert and curious and in constant movement... and poop most of the day They love to get in their bounce chairs and hop up and down... they love to sit on the floor and play... and they love to stand up (with a little help from us) as often and as long as possible. They still wake up for their midnight and 3AM feedings, but they don"t mess around anymore afterwards... It's right back to La La Land after the bottle. And once in a blue moon we'll get lucky and one of them will skip the 3AM and sleep right through till morning. But that's never happened with the both of them at the same time... not yet. But that's the goal... The White Whale. The pot of gold at the end of this exhausting, poop- stained rainbow.
Now I realize that having 2 mobile babies crawling all over the house is no picnic... but it'll be worth it if it makes them sleep through the night. I don't mind a little controlled chaos as long as I get something on the back end of it. This has to be it. This has to be the final piece of the puzzle that propels them into a solid 8 hours of sleep every night. I can feel how close we are. Their sleep is getting deeper and longer. They no longer feed at the same times overnight because they are now waking up at different times. Sometimes Cat will skip the midnight feeding and then the next night Renata will skip the 3AM and sleep straight through till 5:30 or 6AM. It varies and we have to adjust our sleeping patterns to theirs so it can get a little disorienting at times. Treicy woke up early one Sunday Morning and had the girls out on an early morning stroll around the neighborhood when I woke up in a panic to an empty house. I was about 10 seconds away from convincing myself that the Zombie Apocalypse had finally happened when Esteban came out of the bathroom with his I Pad yawning. "Don't go in there Daddy... Not if you want to live."
Sigh... On second thought, maybe a Zombie Apocalypse wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.
Captain's Log- 3:57 AM- Wednesday
I love the fact that Esteban is now able to remember and tell jokes. He came home with this little beauty last week:A man goes into a pet store and buys a parrot. The parrot was on sale because the store owner said that he had a potty mouth. The man said that it wouldn't be a problem and takes the parrot home. The whole way home in the car the parrot is insulting the man.
"You're a poopy head... squawk!"
"Your breath smells like farts... Squawk!"
"You have a butt for a face... Squawk!"
The man calmly tells the parrot that one more insult and he will be punished when they get home. The parrot thinks about this for a second and then says:
"Your head looks like a rotten cantaloup... Squawk!"
As soon as they get home the man throws the parrot into the freezer. After 6 hours of freezing his feathers off the man lets the parrot out.
"Are you going to behave?" asked the man
"Absolutely." replies the shivering parrot. "But can I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead" says the man.
"What did the turkey do?"
I love that kid.
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