The Good and the Bad...day 2

The Good:

-Z still loved his mommy in the morning. He gave me a big hug and kiss (well, his version).

-We went to the mall today and Z had a super great time! We hung out with a friend and her 2 month old. Ate Greek food in the food court. Z held court with some grandmas and grandpas (who, incidentally, wanted to feed him muffins and I had to do so serious convincing to deter them). Oh, and seeing a 2 month old!! I totally miss my teeny tiny little man who was so cuddly and fit perfectly in one arm. But, not that much...)

-Z and I played with blocks and I'm totally better at stacking them then he is. However, he's AWESOME at knocking them over. So, there you go.

-Z still thinks that my version of "Single Ladies" (complete with the dance) is the best thing ever. Today, he joined me in dancing. He also LOVES my tambourine playing. Oh ya, I got skills.

The Bad:

-Day 2 of crying it out (my version, which involves going into his room every 3 minutes to lay him back down). He had a HUGE hissy fit last night when he realized he wasn't getting out of his room. He cried (off and on) until 11:30pm. He slept for 30 minute intervals to recharge his batteries.
However, he gave up at 11:30pm and slept until 6:30am, when he had a bottle and went back to sleep for another hour. So, no night feeding (which I KNEW he didn't need). But I'm not counting my chickens.

- Tonight, he cried for about 1/2hour off and on. No, not cried. Whined...jumped on his trampoline...MOMMY COME GET ME. He was asleep. Then he woke up. But now he's asleep so we'll see how long he needs to recharge his batteries before he starts his fit again.

-We're moving into 18month clothes. At 9 months old. GRRRR! And the kicker? It's only for length- he looks like a little hobo the way they swim on him width wise. Oh well, another good reason to drop money at Carters.


*Thanks for all the encouragement and advice yesterday. Keep it coming. This kid has DETERMINATION!!!!!!!!!!! He's not going down without a fight but I do know that it's for his own good. Sooner then later, I'm going back to work and my little man needs to be able to self-soothe and sleep. And, as his mom who loves him, I guess I need to help him learn that sleep time means sleep time.