From newborn to baby

Teddy used to wake up and immediately start crying because he was ready to eat.  Let me clarify, Teddy's waking up is a process, first the wiggling starts, then the stretching of arms, then his glove/sock covered hands try to run his fingers through his hair (except he has no hair and his tiny non-existent nails than scratch his bald hair, thus the gloves), he opens his eyes and then starts crying.

But now he does his wake up ritual and lies quietly, trying to take his socks off his hands.  He's got that one down pat.  And after his hands are free, he eats those little fingers and just chills.  Up to five minutes, he can lie quietly in bed until he realizes he woke up because he was hungry.

I used to take him into the kitchen with me to fix his bottle, but no longer because now he recognizes his bottle and starts squirming to get to it.  He wants his food and he wants it NOW!

He can scoot across the bed, when he's in the mood.  Ugh!  He even talks.  UGH!!  He coos, makes sounds, and that leads to making words, words leads to phrases and phrases to sentences and then the next thing you have is a talking, walking, thinking thought person who says things like, "Hey, give me all your jewelry and gold and we can make a golden calf."  Yep, he turns into one of those Israelites.

I tried to build a wall of silence around him, but people kept talking to him.  The world would be an okay place if people didn't start talking until they were 10.  How great would that be.  Jory is away at the greatest college in the world, Concordia College (Go Cobbers!) and I'm skypeing with the frosh and Teddy jumps into the picture talking to Jory.  Jory would be blown away hearing his little brother talk for the first time.  He'd be happy, I'd be happy because I would only have eight years of someone talking to me before he left for college.  Win, win all around.  But no, people insist on talking to Teddy and now this.  Can you believe I once was dying for Jory to talk?  Poor simple, naive first time mother, what did she know.  I posted on a parenting site cause Jory wouldn't say "mommy", and now sometimes that name is called and I ignored it.  First timers are crazy and cute.

My cone of silence around Teddy was a genius idea, if only others had supported me, particularly BTDT parents