Jack is 20 months old today. As I mentioned to Joe last weekend, he is closer to 2 than to 1. Where has the time gone? How did our baby get to be so big? Will I be sending him off to college tomorrow?
Two weeks to the day after starting daycare, Jack has adapted. Joe dropped him off with no crying yesterday! Yay!
Last night as I was attempting to nurse him to sleep, he unlatched and laid his head on my chest, whispering “green yellow green yellow” before latching on again. It was so cute and endearing. His brain is obviously hard at work trying to figure out colors. It’s so interesting to witness this stage of development, when he is caught between babyhood and childhood. And I feel caught, too; I want him to learn new things and grow but I still sometimes wish we could stay in these moments longer.
We all were in bed by 9 last night. Jack awoke once and we fell back asleep while nursing. I woke up not too long after and laid him down before looking at the clock to see how much more sleep I could get before the alarm was set to go off. It was 7am! I certainly wasn’t expecting that Jack had slept through the night but apparently he did. I’ve never had such mixed feelings about getting a full night’s rest. I really needed more sleep! In any case, I am happy that he seems to be going back to his pre-sleep regression habits and that we weathered the time change without too much fuss.