Sick Day

Well it was bound to happen eventually and I'm glad it didn't happen when he was younger, but Elliot had a sick day today. He woke up completely drenched with sweat and with a high fever and occasional cough, but otherwise he was active and hungry and I was concerned but not worried. He basically behaved the way any person would: he slept a lot - in short 20-30 snoozes - and was whiney when he was awake, and mostly just wanted to be held the entire day and that's exactly what I did (Josh was on his way home from the big tour). He fell asleep in my arms several times and actually that was really tender and sweet and I enjoyed it because, as previously mentioned, he's so active and wiggly that those calm content moments are a treat.

 I happen to have had some chicken broth because my mom visited recently and had made soup so I fed him that with some crumbled bread mixed in and he enjoyed it, he also ate some yogurt, banana, carrots with string beans, baked squash, and boobmilk of course. A testament to his appetite which is strong even under conditions of illness. I tried several times to make him smile when he was awake but he wasn't in the mood until the end of the day when the fever went down a little and I finally got some chuckles. What a real person he is, I could really tell that he just felt crummy and I felt bad for the little guy.

 I wonder what caused it, I did have a friend visit the night before who works with kids, and the day before that he took a long trip on the subway, or it could be an unrelated baby-growing thing. Who knows, all that matters is that he seemed better at the end of the day and now he's snoring away - I just hope he's not wide awake at 2am because he slept so much all day! Two days ago I happen to have scheduled a doctor's appointment for him for tomorrow to check on his eyes which may need a bit of lazy correction, so if he's still sick we'll see what the doctor says, although I have a feeling all he'll need is a second helping of my certified TLC :)

Come to my crib

Very exciting news, we finally got a real crib! Our co-sleeping days are over. Here are the reasons this is good:

• Elliot was pulling himself up in the co-sleeper and could fall over, so we always had to make sure he was asleep before leaving the room with him in there. Now we can do the sleepy time routine and put him to bed and leave the room even if he's still squirming and whining a little. He'll put himself to sleep eventually and that frees up precious evening time.
• This bed is much bigger, Elliot is sort of a 'sleep swimmer' so he likes to move himself upwards in his sleep and keep trying to move upwards even when the top of his head is pressed up against the bed edge, now he has more space (although still he nestles right up in the corner in the new bed).
• The co-sleeper as it was pressed up against our bed left a very narrow space to walk through to get to the windows and dresser and the new bed is pushed up agains the wall so there's space between our beds to make the room feel a little more free.

Here's why the new crib will take some getting used to:

• When Elliot woke up on the night, it was pretty darn convenient to just reach over the edge of my bed and soothe him back to sleep without getting up, can't do that anymore... that's really the only reason.

This kid, I tell ya, he's a handful. He never likes to sit still, it's such a rare moment that you could hold him in your arms and he'll just rest peacefully awake and content. He's always squirming, kicking, reaching out for things, grunting, trying to climb on top of you, grabbing, chewing, pulling, crawling, slapping at surfaces, and attempting to do things. Of course this is not a bad thing, it's just the way he is, an adventurer, an explorer, a getter-into-things he shouldn't get into. Watch out for this one world!

Oh, also, he's found it. You know... it. Yep, he likes to give himself a squeeze when it's diaper time right before he puts his toes in his mouth. Oh the wonders of self exploration!