Nicholas has been able to sign “eat/food” for quite some time now, but he’s learned a new skill that makes it even more apparent when he wants to eat – he can climb into his highchair! Patrick and I were in the kitchen yesterday when we peeked around the corner to find Nicholas sitting up in his chair (without the tray on) – clapping and squealing with delight at his accomplishment. For a couple of weeks, he’s been climbing up while I hold his arms and help him sit down, but now he’s obviously got it figured out on his own. This was a bit frightening, because the chair is pretty high off the ground, and if he were to stand up it would be a long way to fall to the floor, so we made sure to put the tray on after dinner.
It didn’t work – he spent quite a bit of time on it, but he did manage to worm his way into the chair, despite the presence of the tray! This kid is persistent and patient (when he wants to be)! I’m not sure what to do now, because this is clearly a safety concern. He’s already taken to standing in the chair and trying to reach the pictures on the wall, often losing his balance. He hasn’t fallen out of the chair yet, but it could easily happen.
Ugh … every day a new skill appears … some I enjoy more than others … this one is a mixed one. It is really nice that I can tell him to sit up at the table and he can, but now I’ll have to create some kind of barrier to prevent him from climbing into it when I’m not with him. Oh, and he’s also learned how to squirm out of the strap to stand up when the tray is on. I don’t want to cinch the strap any tighter, for fear of hurting him, so I’ll have to look for another way to prevent that.
Last night’s sleep went well – he stayed in the crib until I heard him cry at 7:20am, just before Patrick went out the door. I waited for a few minutes and he settle himself down … but as soon as Patrick opened the door to leave, Nicholas started wailing, “Maaa-maaaa!” He must have thought I was leaving. After he didn’t get a response to “mama”, he tried “dada”. I’m so glad he knows that Patrick is here to care for him, too – it’s so great that he’s happy to be with either one of us! I didn’t want to wait any longer, so brought him in to bed with me – he nursed and we fell back to sleep until 9:30 – lovely, considering I didn’t get to sleep until after 4am (darned insomnia)!
He only took one 30-minute nap today (woke up when I tried to move him out of the car), so was quite cranky by 8pm. I decided to try putting him to sleep in the crib, with the water bottle (after nursing him mostly to sleep). He screamed for about 2 minutes, then went into spurts of silence (I’m sure he was drinking) and squawking, but after about 5 minutes he was completely silent. Success! He woke up once about an hour later and called out to us, but settled himself again within about a minute. It will be interesting to see if he makes it through the night. It’s just too hot in our bed with all 3 of us – my theory is that’s why he wakes up to nurse so often. Comfy bed and 8-hour sleep … here I come!