Do I bring it about?
By studying the behaviors Of maltreated beings, Do I by some uncanny nature Call these manifestations forth? Or am I simply seeing The telltale signs of Tender abused souls?
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Do I bring it about?
By studying the behaviors Of maltreated beings, Do I by some uncanny nature Call these manifestations forth? Or am I simply seeing The telltale signs of Tender abused souls?
Practice, practice, practice
I remember reading in one of too many baby books, blogs or websites that sudden night waking could mean a baby was "practicing" and about to reach a new milestone. I actually almost always found this to be true. Looking back, I clearly remember wakeful nights right before the first time E, say, rolled over, sat up, stood up or walked.
Everleigh was up until 10 p.m. tonight. I know this because I heard her practicing "Twinkle, Twinkle" at the top of her little lungs. For a good 20 minutes or so she sang the same sentence over and over: "Like a diamond in the sky." Different pitches, different volumes and, of course, there's that tricky word "diamond."
At 10 p.m. E called for me with her distress cry. I went in, picked her up and shuffled to our familiar spot--the rocking chair. She cuddled for a minute, then she jerked up, excitedly. With a proud-as-punch smile, she belted out her song to me. It was beautiful. Then I put her back into bed and you know what? She went to sleep.
Aren't these little people just amazing?