The Adventures of Sloane

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Red Pants

Monday, February 18, 2008

Sleep Deprivation - 3 AM edition

For the last week or so, Sloane has been waking at 3 AM and staying awake until 5 AM. As you can probably guess, John and I are zombies.

Every time she learns a new skill, she seems to want to do that skill over and over again constantly. Like at 3 AM. The body's natural circadian rhythms wake all of us several times during the night, it's natural and normal. Sloane usually goes right back to sleep when this happens. For the last week, though, she's decided: "hey, it's 3 AM! What a perfect time to stand up in my crib! Wait... I can 't get back down! I'm stuck!! MAMA MAMA MAMA!!!"

This goes on for at least two hours, with either John or I going in there, getting her back down, rocked and cuddled and back to sleep, only to have her up again in exactly the amount of time it takes the parent who got up to get back into bed and start to close his or her eyes.

Plus, on top of that, last night at 4:17 AM, I felt a very big bump on the top gum. I think tooth #3 is on its way, which, of course means no sleep for anyone for at minimum another week. Lucky all of us.

As difficult as the sleep deprivation is, she's still her usual sunny, feisty, adorable self during the daylight hours. Yesterday, we went out for sushi for lunch. I think the last time we went out for sushi was last July or August, so we were way overdue. Sloane was amazing -- sitting in her highchair, playing quietly with her toys, eating her puffs and smiling at everyone with whom she could make eye contact. Plus, she happily tried some plain rice, some fried rice and surprisingly LOVED the pickled ginger and green tea ice cream off my plate (don't worry, she was only given a teensy bit of all of that). I think we have budding gourmet on our hands. She was so patient and happy, John and I were thrilled.

Saturday, 10 AM

I'm on the phone!

Escape artist

Binky hunter



Because she is now standing and could lean over the railing and fall out of her crib, we had to drop her crib mattress down to the lowest setting. This breaks our backs to get her in and out, but it's worth it not to have to worry about her falling. She, on the other hand, was less than amused. She can no longer reach the light switch (which she was fond of playing with) and she is now behind the bars of her "jail."

Friday, February 15, 2008

Caught in the act!

watch all the way to the end for the big payoff

10 Months Old - A Story in Too Many Pictures

Sloane has been sick all week (first a stomach virus, then a double ear infection), so she's been home with John and I alternating days off from work. I hadn't taken any pictures all week, but today she finally seems like her old self again, so here's picture overload...

this is actually from last week, but I couldn't resist this little belly

why wear socks when you can take them off and play with them?

standing, not holding on to anything

hair accessories

showing off those two teeth. So far, lots of drooling, but no more teeth have arrived

playing bongos on her crib post

turning on the music box attached to her crib. Her next move after this is to start playing with the light switch.

John thinks she's going to be an engineer because she has to turn every toy over and around and tries to figure out how it works and how to turn it on and off

Thursday, February 14, 2008

10 Months: The Valentines Edition

Dear Lolli -

Tomorrow, you'll be ten months old. I can't believe we've made it this far. By "we," I mean your daddy and I because you can make it as far as you wish based on sheer will alone.

This month, you've progressed from being a baby to showing lots of signs of being a toddler. You can crawl at breathtaking speeds and do so to reach anything and everything, especially things that you are not supposed to be in to. You can pull yourself up to a standing position and now that you've mastered this neat trick, you are not even remotely amused at sitting still. You must stand. All. The. Time. Even to the point where you are flopping over from exhaustion, but you'll still pull yourself up to standing just as if to say, "see? I can do it, mommy." You have started standing without holding on to things for a few moments here and there and taking steps.

Let's talk about that will power, shall we? You are showing quite a little stubborn streak and a bit of a temper, too. When I complain to your daddy about what a stubborn mule you can be, he just laughs and asks me from where I think that lovely trait came. You want what you want and you want it when you want it. I can certainly understand that, because that's how I think too. You are more and more like me every day. The beautiful part of it all is that you are so charming when you are demanding, that I eventually end up laughing. You have both your daddy and me wrapped around your little, chubby finger.

Your daddy and I have a system. He gets his special alone time with you in the mornings, getting you up, fed, snuggled and dressed for the day. Sometimes, he forgets to turn off the monitor and I can hear him, in your room at the crack of dawn, whispering sweet nothings in your ears while you giggle and say "dadada, dadada, bah, bah, bah." It makes my heart hurt with all the love I feel listening to the two of you. My two favorite people in the whole, wide world.

My special time is bedtime. After your bath, you and I settle in to the rocking chair in your room, and I give you your bottle and drink in the smell of your head and try to eat your sweet cheeks. You drink your bottle and stroke my arm or my cheek with your little fingers. Then, you fall asleep in my arms and I breathe your sweet, slightly sour milky breath and hold you just a bit tighter and a bit longer than I should. Because this is the most special time of all. I know in a few days, I'll blink and you'll be going off to college and thinking about how totally uncool I am, but I'll always have these moments with you, my little Valentine.

Sloane, you are everything and all things to me and to your daddy - you're our light and our joy.

your mommy

Saturday, February 9, 2008


This week, Sloane has started standing with minimal support, cruising along furniture and pulling herself to a standing position. Wow!

(the crying face is because mean mommy wouldn't let her chew on the dirty camera case)

Tuesday, February 5, 2008


The posting has been light recently because someone is a lightening fast crawler and gets into everything and by the time mommy gets the camera, someone is in another room trying to stick her fingers into a light socket, yank the cat's fur, and/or launch herself down the stairs. I wonder who that someone might be...

Additionally, someone figured out how to get to her feet from a crawling position, but not how to get all the way up. So she gets stuck in the "downward dog" position (if you know your yoga poses) and I hear "mama-mama!-mama!" screaming. It's darn adorable.

And because she now has so much hair...

And it's so long and gets into her eyes...

(and look, no bald spots in the back any more!)

Mommy can now do this (giggle):