FREAKY BABY STUFF

Ever since the baby was born, he had been sleeping on his cozy bassinet right next to our bed. But not long as we knew the time to take him out of the room and into his crib was drawing near... and had been for some time. First of all, the crib can not get into our room because the civil engineer who designed the house got "creative" and decided that all the doorways in the house had to have different widths and heights... Also, the baby is getting too big and heavy for his bassinet and we are afraid that one of these days, he'll break it and fall ass first to the ground...

The problem was that he did not enjoy his crib at all... In fact, he hated it... he loathed it... he dispised it... until 2 nights ago!

We had been resisting to make the move because we knew that it was not going to be easy... that all hell was gonna break loose... especially during the first few days, weeks or months... So... we needed to be mentally and physically prepared to undertake the grim task that laid before us... Of course, the Easter holidays would have been perfect... but we were having such a good time sleeping and relaxing that we didn't want to spoil our fun... so we decided to wait until the baby fell ass first on the ground... mmm... maybe if I reinforce the bottom, the bassinet could hold for another month or so... Hamlet would have been proud!

But Alas! Things don't always turn out the way you think....

A couple of nights ago, baby Alex was restless... for the first time in weeks, he had not fallen asleep right after his nightly feeding... in fact, he was bravely and avertly refusing to go to sleep... we tried for hours... but the fuckin' kid was playing with us... everytime we thought he had finally had a visit from the Sandman and took him into the room, he would wake up again screaming with a vengeance... until....

out of desperation, we put him in his crib for a little while in order to go into the kitchen to find shot of something to make him sleep... whiskey, rum, vodka, brandy, nyquill... whatever was available... when we came back... not 5 minutes later... he was placidly asleep... and he slept and slept... and slept... not only did he slept all through the night for the first time of his 5-month life but he woke up at 9:00 AM the next morning... breaking the family record for continuous sleeping... 10½ straight hours!

So, now he sleeps in his crib every night... not because we chose to... but because HE chose to! He had made the decision to take himself out of the bassinet and into the crib... and he did not cared about what we thought...

I see a bad moon rising... I see trouble on the way!

Mark my word, this kid is gonna give us hell!