My Escape Artist

We all know that kids climb out of their cribs at some point or another. As parents we just hope when it happens, they don't get hurt until we can get them a toddler bed or "big kid" bed. There are videos all over YouTube with parents showing footing of their kid making the big escape. My daughter was one of the few that never succeeded at climbing out on her own. She would put her foot up on the top rail, but never really got the gut to throw herself over the edge.

My son on the other hand took a leap this week, at 9 months old! I was letting him cry it out to go to sleep and about 20 mins. in, he decided he had enough. I heard an unusual noise and went to check on him. I peeked in the door and saw him on the floor trying to get out the door! Little squirt climbed out onto a pile of Tupperware boxed near his crib that are covered by a blanket. There was a pillow on top of that. My guess is...he rolled down the "hill" to the floor. When I found him, he was scared, but not hurt...thank God! I nearly had a heart attack! Eldon has just started really crawling and pulling up on everything and I think he was just not ready to give up practicing his new skills. He had a blast crawling around the room and climbing over the mattress while I lowered the crib at 10pm that night. Not a night I will soon forget.

I am typing while sleeping

Please forgive the typos and the incoherent sentences. I am typing an sleeping at the same time. Last night I got about four hours of sleep because my son didn't want to get any. He had a runny nose, which I thought might have been a cold, but now seems like it was on teething. Whatever the reason, it was a reason to stay awake.

When I mentioned he was my easy going baby, I didn't lie, I just neglected to mention all bets are off when he doesn't feel well. Runny noses were a big problem in the past. My secret was to put him to bed in his car seat so he was seated upright and let gravity take control of his sinuses.

Now that he can wriggle out of it if he is not buckled in, this doesn't work as well anymore. On to plan B, and C, and D...etc. This included walking him around outside, walking inside, rocking, vaporizing suctioning, and slathering him in Vick's Baby rub. After all that, my sinuses were clean as a whistle, but I didn't make a dent in his.

About 12:30 a.m. the planets aligned and God smiled on me and the nasal waterworks dried up a bit...enough for him to fall asleep. I started counting the hours till my alarm was scheduled to go off and wake me up for work. 12:30 - 5:30 a.m. I could function on that. Of course this was also the morning my daughter woke up at 4:30 a.m. mumbling something about a bad dream and my husband is now working overnights. Uggh.

I had to apologize to my boss today because in my sleep deprived stupor, I thought she told me one of co-workers had diabetes, instead of that she is working on getting media for our diabetes department. Fortunately, she gets it. She has two little ones at home too. Such is the drama of a working mama.