Saturday, August 25, 2012

Drinking and Blogging...

Tony drank a 5 hour energy drink and prompty fell asleep leaving me to hang out by myself (Asa is asleep) on Saturday night. So....beer and blogging it is!
Asa is amazing. If it's possible, I think I love him more and more each day. He's the happiest baby I've spent a significant amount of time with. He smiles when I put him to bed and he smiles when I pick him up in the morning. He smiles and laughs when I head bang, hold my hands up, and sing "Asa...Asa Mann" in my scary heavy metal voice. (No, I will never post a video of this). He laughs at the dogs and he laughs when I dance for him.
His current mode of transportation is rolling. He doesn't get far, but he's semi-mobile! We've added a few more foods to his diet. Besides baby cereal, he's had squash, green peas, and prunes (because he has a constipation problem). I will be the first to admit that I stink at the whole "solids" thing. I introduce foods slowly, not because I'm super cautious, but because I forget that I'm supposed to be doing that. My goal is to give him sweet potatoes tomorrow. I put them on the counter to help myself remember. Cross your fingers.
Asa is about 5 1/2 months and he's still sleeping in a swing! I've tried putting him in his crib or his pack and play. We've had a few successful nights here and there, but for the most part, he screams until we put him in his swing. Baby #2 (which is not in the oven so don't make any assumptions) will never know the joys of a swing because I'll never use it! Apparently, a swing is like baby crack and Asa is addicted. Is this something I should worry about or do I just let it go and assume that he'll sleep in a crib when he's ready? Note that the swing pooped out on us over a month ago (possibly because it was on and swinging 8 hours a night for months on end?!?) so it's not the motion that he needs- it's the reclined position. I'm at a loss. And apparently I'm one of THOSE mothers who can't stand to let her kid cry for a long time without going to him and comforting him. Who woulda thunk that?



Baby Cleavage!