The other morning your dad told me he had a dream that we were at the hospital waiting on your arrival, Fletcher. But instead of me being in the delivery room, I was sitting in the waiting room with him, and you were coming into this world by some other means. Wouldn’t that be nice? He said that a rich couple approached us and asked if they could buy Katie since we were having another one. He said we talked about it for a few minutes, and then I got up to search for the rich couple because I wanted to negotiate and see what I could get for the two of you.
As he recounted this dream to me, I said, “What does that say about me as a mother?” He avoided that question and said, “Well, you’re a shrewd businesswoman.”
I’m thinking that maybe he dreamed this because month five somehow turned out to be worse (in terms of illness) than month four. Fletcher, since your four-month-milestone, you’ve had pink eye once, two ear infections, your first multi-day fever and relentless congestion. Katie, you came down with a couple of week’s worth of crud, and although we never took you to the doctor, you had your fair share of up-at-night coughing fits. And your dad got in on it with an ear infection and sinus infection.
We’ve had 10 tough weeks, and I am definitely ready for a break, but I wouldn’t sell both of you. Maybe one of you, but not both.
But this month did bring two fun achievements for you, Fletcher P. You rolled over for the very first time AND had your first taste of solid food. You rolled from front to back and are soooo close to rolling the other way. Of course Katie got stuck going that way until she was 10 months old. No kidding. She was almost walking but couldn’t roll over. In fact, I’m starting to wonder if she ever got there? We might still be waiting for her to roll. I think the challenge for both of you is that you have big heads and big bellies. There’s just a lot of you to move. If you could figure out how to use your weight to your advantage it would be a cinch.
Fletcher, your first solid food was sweet potatoes. We started Katie on cereals, but I didn’t really see a need to do that with you. I figured you’d either be spitting out cereal or spitting out vegetables, so why not let you spit out something with more flavor and nutrients? You didn’t love it, but I don’t think you hated it either. I think you just need some time to get used to the texture.
Here is a video clip of your first taste of solid food. I could watch this all day long.
And a picture of you spitting out peas.
Sleeping is the issue we’re going to tackle next, Fletcher Man. You grew accustomed to waking up two (sometimes three) times a night during your 10 weeks of illness, but now that we seem to be on the other side of that, we’re gonna have to go with a tough love approach to sleeping. You’re so happy; I hate to hear you cry, but we’re going to start letting you cry for a few minutes at a time at night now that you’re healthy. I remember “sleep training” lasting for one, agonizing week with your sister. I’m hoping it won’t last any longer with you because my heart can’t handle it. And your dad can’t handle me not handling it.
Katie Bug! You had some really good grandparent time this month. You went to the zoo with Grammy and Papa and then spent a few days at Nina and PopPop’s house. The reports from both – she’s so smart and respectful! Now, they’re grandparents, so I’m sure they’re embellishing, but if you could display some of those characteristics with us more frequently your father might not dream about selling you. Hey, just so you know, when I went to negotiate with the rich couple, he sat there thinking, “But I like Katie.” So if the dream had continued, he probably would have called off the trade.
You’ve taken to putting on your shoes independently, and when you do that, you always ask in the silliest voice “thisonegoesonthisfoot?” It kills us. It is the funniest thing, and we spend more time than you can imagine mimicking the way you ask that question when you’re not around.
You’ve also started announcing to anyone who will listen that you will turn three on July the 29th. You can tell us the street we live on, and you even know MY birthday, which will really help your dad in the future. You are an impressive little kid, and it’s so cool to watch you turn into a real person. And speaking of turning into a real person, we signed you up for a real, big kid sport – soccer!
We found an indoor soccer league that hosts “Soccer Tots” on Saturdays. You’ll start playing with them in July, and I think I’m most excited about seeing you in that oversized soccer jersey. I can’t imagine anything more adorable. I showed you pictures on the website, and you seem eager to start. We think it’ll be good for you; we want you to know what it feels like to be a part of a team and have another structured place for you to listen and follow directions. Not to mention work out some wiggles, make new friends and have a good time.
So here I am… becoming a soccer mom.