Last night around 7:30pm I was bringing my Little Prince upstairs for a diaper change. About half way up the stairs I decided to put him down and let him climb up the rest of the stairs himself (since he can go up stairs and it working on down stairs). He slowly made his way to the top of the stairs. When he got to the top, he sat down for a moment. Then he got up and walked into the bedroom and proceeded to flop onto the twin bed. Darius flopped onto the queen bed with a “daddy likes to flop onto beds too.” Then LP went over to the sleep sheep that’s on my bedside table. When I moved him away from it, he crawled back onto the bed and rested his head on the pillow with a big grin on his face. His dad said, “He’s telling us it’s time for bed.” So Darius ran a bath and we bathed him, got him in his PJs and I nursed him to sleep. He was sound out before 8pm!
Of course going to sleep before 8pm meant that he woke up (and more than just the half-wakes to nurse that he did at 10, 12, 2, and 4) at 5am and wanted to play and nurse at the same time. Then he fell back asleep for about 45 more minutes at 6am, so at least I got to shower and get some of the morning prep done.
Still, I’m super proud of my
baby toddler for being able to clearly communicate his needs to us and for Darius for being smart enough to pick up on it.