Something or someone stole my baby this weekend. In her place they left a baby who can now sit up unassisted and who has slept (SOUNDLY!) through the night every night almost every day this past week. Saturday night she slept from 9pm til 7am Sunday morning...seriously, this is not my baby!
This momma thought she was so prepared for all the milestones of infancy because I have worked in daycare nearly 5 years; I have watched little bitty things go from cribs to pull-ups to writing their names over those 5 years, so I have an idea of how a child is supposed to grow. What I didn't realize is how emotional the parents get watching it happen. Obviously working in daycare you become attached to the kids, but there is a COMPLETELY different bond formed with your own child. For example, about a month and a half ago, one of the babies in Jennie's room sat up by herself for the first time and I said "yay!" Jennie did the same thing this weekend and I went "how can you possibly be doing that already? You're only six months....ohhhhh wait, you're 6 months old!" I was excited she could do it, but at the same time sad- where did my newborn go, who I could cuddle with without her pulling my hair and screaming in my ear because she has to see what's going on around her? Jennie also drank from a cup last night, and we had to turn her around in her little bathtub, because she no longer fit into the "newborn" side of it. So many changes in such a short amount of time. 6 months old really is a big milestone!
So, to whoever took my baby...thanks for leaving one who is sleeping through the night (doing a happy dance even as I write this). Pretty sure you got the short end of that stick :)