I’m pretty cute, huh? (Excuse the drool. *sigh* Mom didn’t wipe my face before she took my picture. *eye roll*)
I liked that swing thing – they put me in there on Sunday for the first time and it was pretty fun. I was happy in there. Too bad it’s cold and rainy today or I’d want to go back in it again.
I wish they’d let me do fun stuff all the time. Except they want me to go to bed in the MIDDLE OF THE DAY. I mean, what’s up with that? Who wants to take a nap when you could be doing all sorts of fun stuff? I know they do fun things when I’m sleeping. That’s why I don’t nap anymore. Because I know I’m going to miss something. I just know it.
My mom lies to me – she tells me (when she’s forcing me to rock with her) that I need to nap. That it’s good for my body to rest. That all she’s going to do is clean, do laundry, and try to get some work done. BUT I KNOW THERE’S SOMETHING ELSE HAPPENING WHILE I’M NAPPING!
And that’s why I’m never going to nap again. At least as long as I can fight it, I mean. (Because I’m actually taking a nap right now that my mom says is “long overdue” because she wouldn’t give in and finally I forgot I was going to stay up and fell asleep on accident.)
I say there are three reasons I look like this:
- MY GUMS HURT.
- She leaves me in a drool-drenched shirt.
- She won’t hold me all the time.
I’ve heard them say “you can’t hold a baby too much.” I believe them. If she’d just hold me I wouldn’t be so fussy. And she says I need a nap… whatever.
She thinks I just want to be with her all the time. WHICH IS TOTALLY TRUE. Duh. Why else would I get up 2-3 times a night? It’s not because I need to eat. Have you seen how big I am? It’s because my room is dark and lonely and you can’t hold a baby too much. Would one of you please tell her that’s true? Because she’s not buying it. I can tell by the things she says to me when she finally gives up and let’s me stay awake. Like “Babies who are 6 months old nap, Isaac.” And “Why won’t you stay asleep when I lay you down in your bed?” Oh, and her favorite, I think, because she says it all the time: “Mommy needs you to take a freaking nap.”
What does “freaking” mean?