Turns out I'm the baby

Last night when Harmon woke up at 10:15 I went in to settle him back to sleep. As I was cuddling him in my arms I finally had that feeling. The one where you think: my baby is not so little anymore, and I'm a bit sad. And when his baby sister comes, he really won't be the baby at all. It was bittersweet.

Dear Baby Niña

Baby Niña,

Please stop dancing in my belly every time I lay down. When I lay down, I am trying to sleep. You can dance all the rest of the day, I won't even mind if you dance on my bladder. Your brother's naptime is short enough. Thanks for your understanding.

Love,
Mommy

Sweet Gifts

1. Tooth #8 finally busted through on 9/11/09. It proceeded to give us several nights of multiple wakings and tears.

2. A cold, from Harmon to me.

3. A fat lip, from Harmon to me.

4. Harmon practicing standing on his own a bit. Falling and crying are sweet gifts from this.

5. Baby nina dancing on my bladder non-stop.

So sweet :)

Facebreaker

Harmon seems pretty set on trying to bust his face open this week. Sunday just before church started he was crawling around on the floor and suddenly started crying and looked up and blood was spewing from his mouth. I whisked him off to the kitchen where I rinsed his mouth. He had a nice fat lip and a big cut on the gums right above his two front teeth. He stopped crying pretty quick, but Aaron and I were pretty traumatized. Especially since he kept re-opening it all through church. It looked better later in the day and we decided we'd just keep an eye on it and if it looked bad then we would go to the dentist. It seemed to be healing fine.

This morning he was playing like usual, crawling around, pulling up (successfully) on everything, until he got cocky and was carelessly pulling himself up on the coffee table. It's usually so easy and it seemed he thought he could just use one hand. Turns out he slipped and crashed his face right into the coffee table. Top front teeth. Again. Blood. Again. Lots. Parental freak out, as the crying was pretty intense. After a mouth rinse and a calm down we looked and he has a scab/blood blister under his top two left teeth. It's pretty big. So again we begin to watch it, and maybe go to the dentist. Ugh.

For some reason babies breaking their teeth out of their head is one of my biggest fears. You know, arms heal, bumps and bruises are fine, but teeth seem to be hard to fix. So I'm nervous, but I'm sure we will get it worked out...

No Thank You Napping

Today I put Harmon down for his morning nap, and as often happens he fussed for a while until I came back in. As I opened the door he was in the middle of pulling himself up on the side of the crib, something he has yet to figure out he can do (despite pulling himself up on EVERYTHING else (like Aaron's leg hair) for the past several weeks). It was so funny that I laughed and Harmon looked up and saw me and stopped fussing and laughed too. We called for Aaron and all had a good laugh. Aaron will be lowering the mattress this week.

Black Tooth Spot

Yesterday morning I noticed a black spot on Harmon's bottom middle tooth/in the gums. I didn't get a good look at it at first, and assumed it was just food or something. Later Aaron and I pinned him down and took a better look. A weird black spot in his gums right below the tooth. Surely it wasn't rot, because we brush right?

There was the possiblity of damage from the day before when he fell on his face and split his lip (not badly, just enough to notice but not bleed. Face plants are pretty common these days.) Aaron and I freaked out at this possibility, and vowed to watch it for a bit then take him to the dentist. Maybe it was just a blood blister from the fall?

Then even later we pinned him down again and I massaged his gums and it came out! I thought perhaps it was pepper from the corn on the cob Harmon was eating the night before, but Aaron claims it was too big. That's still my best guess.