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From the moment they pop out it seems like there are changes.  They grow constantly, into and out of all the cute clothes they owned before they even needed them.  They start tuning into their senses and gaining command of their own little bodies.  Before long they're running around (because apparently walking would take too long) and making their wishes known in a vocabulary that seems to have appeared overnight.

They just keep growing up!  And just as soon as you figure you've got a handle on things... BAM something changes.  They stop sleeping at night (Teeth?  Gas?  Nightmares?).  They wake up whining and don't stop until they've gone to bed at night.  I sometimes wonder if my son will ever talk normally again!  But then I take a step back and assess where we are.  He's smack dab in the middle of learning to go potty (well he knows how he just isn't quite ready for letting go of the diapers).  He's been spending more and more days in the preschool room at his daycare (the official transition is at the end of the month).  On top of all of that, he has now started staying with Granny one day a week since they've moved to town.  And to make things even more confounding we're considering moving him out of the crib and into a toddler bed (no, we haven't found another use for the crib... we just figure he's growing up).  So his whole world is upside-down it seems.  No WONDER he spends all day whining!

But then again, when is the world right side up for a toddler?  I think that even once these things pass, there will be new things that are boggling his little mind.  If you think about it, this is how they develop.  The little challenges that come along will be constant, and they'll vary in severity, but they'll keep coming no matter how hard we work to make things "normal."  It can be just as frustrating for mommy, though, and I have to remember to keep that perspective.  Seeing the world through his little eyes helps me understand why he acts the way he does, and how I might be able to get him through the tough times.  But sometimes, it's good to have tough times.  It can't always be rosy, this life, and at some point we have to come to terms with that.


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This may not be totally pertinent, but I thought of you when I saw this: http://www.changeisstrange.com. It's a collection of books that help show the little ones what to expect when a big change comes around - mommy going on a trip, expecting a baby, no more binky, and going to school. I haven't read them yet, but the sound like good reads.

We're smack in the middle of some freaky sleep-changes. Our darling boy, over whom we've been both smug and sheepish regarding sleep (he sleeps easier than one cousin, less-easy than another) has suddenly at 19 months begun waking, routinely, for long periods (sometimes two hours or more) in the night. On the first waking, we help him find his binky and he usually goes back to sleep. On the second waking, that doesn't seem to cut it. If we wait, he'll fart around cooing, whining, whimpering, falling silent just long enough for me to think he's going back to sleep, and this can go on for over an hour until it escalates into real crying. If we go in, he wants milk, and says so. For about the last week, we've ended up giving him a bottle at some hour ranging from 2:30 to 4:30. Given that this is usually after at least 1/2 hour of total wakefulness for mama (and usually more like 2 hours), we're just doing it so he'll go back to sleep.

What is the biological magic that allows him to space out his whines and whimpers and noises just wide enough so that I never can drift off to sleep? My husband sleeps right through it, of course. But through thin walls I hear every sniffle (pregnancy-related insomnia doesn't help, either).

He's clearly in a growth spurt - eats an enormous dinner before bed and drink some milk, too. Can he really be hungry, or should we stand firm and cut the night-feed out in the bud. Both of us work full time, and the idea of fighting that battle (again) is no fun, but he has got to learn that a two-hour play time in his crib at night, culminating in a milk demand, is a sure-fire way to drive mama nuts. Any insight?

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