Summer Fruits

Tamsine LOVES fruit. I cut it up and put it in her little - no choke - fruit pouch thingy and away she goes. She particularly enjoys oranges and nectarines.

Figured It Out

I've been wondering about Tamsine and her screaming fits when we put her down for bed. It just didn't make sense that she would go down for her naps no problem, but that she would scream at night.

I've been wondering if it had something to do with the darkness. We always have a nightlight on, but her room is still pretty dark. So, tonight I put a single bulb lamp in her room which gave her a little more light, but still kept the room dim enough for her to know that its night.

AND, lo and behold.......NO TANTRUM!!!!! My little girl is afraid of the dark. That's why she's been freaking out at night. Poor kid. I feel so bad. But at least we figured it out and now we can both relax.

It Starts...

My mother told me that having a little redhead was God's way of getting me back for the grief I gave as a kid. AND Tamsine's hair gets redder by the day. Jeesh!

She isn't even 11 months old yet, but the battle of the wills has already started. Who will win? Right now that's anybodies guess. I know how stubborn I am, but I'm still learning how stubborn my offspring can be.

Nap times during the day are fine. She's tired, I put her in her cot, she lies and moans for a few minutes and then goes to sleep.

Going down for the night though is a COMPLETELY different story. She's tired, I give her a bottle, she about falls asleep drinking, she realizes that its bed time, she wakes herself up, she smiles coyly, she arches her little back and lets out a spine chilling screech, I put her in her cot, I turn on her lullaby music, she starts to wail, she pulls herself up and knaws on the side of her cot while wailing, I put her down, I put her dummy in her mouth, she rolls and squirms and screams, I pat her little bum and try to shush her, she slaps at my hand and screams some more, I start to mumble threats under my breath, she screams some more, I then walk out the room to see if she will cry herself to sleep, she goes into berserker mode, I listen to her scream for about 20 min, I walk into her room, I pick her up, I quiet her down, she rubs and rubs and rubs her little eyes, she pretends to be asleep, I put her in her crib, she arches her little back and screams, I mutter a few death threats (to or regarding no one in particular) and curse a little, she screams. 2 hrs later we're still doing the exact same thing, until I pick her up, she screams, arches her back, and promptly falls asleep.

WHAT THE???!!!!!???

I've wondered many things about what I might be doing wrong, if she's in pain, and on and on. The things is, that if I bring her out to the lounge she proceeds to smile and gurgle and act like the cutest happiest baby ever. I've realized, she just doesn't feel the need to go to bed at a normal hour and give me a little break. BRAT!

So as I said....The battle of the wills...It starts!

Now That's What I'm Talking About