Sawyer was sick over the weekend, but that hasn’t stopped him from trying to stand whenever possible. Tonight, after his bath and feeding, Abby put him in his crib. He immediately stood up and started to scream.
Abby picked him up, held him for a bit, calmed him down, then put him back in the crib. Again, he immediately stood up and started to scream.
We stayed downstairs for a little longer the second time, hoping he would grow tired and give up. He did not, tenacious little bugger that he is. Since Diana, Abby’s mother, thinks he never cries or causes any trouble, I grabbed the camera to give all of you a little taste of our last week with Sawyer:
He was so tired he didn’t know what to do with himself. Abby also thinks he’s not quite sure how to sit back down once standing, so that likely had something to do with it. As soon as I shut off the camera and laid him down, he feel right to sleep. What a relief!
To be fair, he gave me his cold from last week, and I’ve been down for the count, so it’s no wonder he was so unhappy. I think he’s just starting to feel better, but still lacks his full energy, hence the frustration.
On a related note, there was one night last week, some time around 2am if memory serves me well, that Sawyer was wide awake and completely uninterested in going back to sleep. Since it was dark, I figured he could play with his firebugs that his Grandparents Truitt bought for him — they blink when struck, and Sawyer loves to put them in his mouth. I think he enjoyed it:
He slept better last night than he has in a long time, as he was quickly falling back to sleep without any fuss. Hopefully tonight will be even more of a success. I’m starting to feel a little better myself, and really hoping that Abby makes it through unscathed. It hasn’t been a whole lot of fun around here.
It’s been a big couple of days for us, and especially so for Sawyer. As I was eating breakfast on Friday morning, I looked over to see Sawyer on his tummy playing with his toys. Not a minute later he was sitting up on his own. Abby reported a similar sighting the day before. There was no audible struggle, no grunts or groans. Neither of us had seen him practice this, as far as we can tell he just did it.
This morning, Abby looked over to see Sawyer standing in his crib. Standing in his crib! Again, all on his own. Needless to say, I lowered the crib this afternoon. There is no chance for escape now, Sawyer!
The three of us did our best to recreate these scenes for all of you, and while not everything is exactly as we experienced it, I think we hit all of the high notes.
Sawyer goes from sitting to standing to flat on his back and back again:
Sawyer takes a tumble, but Abby fixes it:
Sawyer up close:
Sawyer explores the space (it’s a long way down, but there’s no way he’s getting out without us):
On top of all of this, Sawyer hasn’t been feeling well. He was really congested today, and had his first ever runny nose too. He hasn’t slept well the past few nights, but we’re hoping for better luck tonight (so far so good).
It amazes me that even in his misery he retains such joy in life. You would never have guessed he didn’t feel well, would you?