Baby Fever - Cured

Little did we realize having a new 'baby' in the house would be so realistic. Much to Justin's chagrin, Lola still has Eliot's rapt attention. Last night, E requested that she sit in the Bumbo and 'eat' dinner with him, and she even joined him in the bathtub for a pre-bedtime swim.

Justin was really hesitant to let Lola sleep in E's bed. He's still really creeped out by her and her presence seems to be putting him in something of a mood. He denied that he's scared of her. I'm not completely convinced. But Eliot was very insistent that Lola be put in his bed, and I complied, because I'm a wuss and just wanted my precious little baby child to GO TO SLEEP.

Around midnight, I heard him complaining a bit, and I really hoped he would just curl up and settle back to sleep. No. I went in and tried to get him to lie back down. No. After a few more attempts coupled with an increase in his volume, I pulled him out of his crib and into our bed. He seemed to relax, I thought he was asleep, lying there on my chest like a newborn. As soon as I put him in his own bed the screaming returned, and he requested DADA! which was unusual, but completely welcome. Dada settled him down - twice, and after a quick pop in by me, he was quiet at around 1:30. A.M. In the morning.

I was hopeful that Eliot would sleep until at least 6. No again. 5 a.m. He was ready to go, and as soon as I got him out of bed he said, "Lola". Sigh.

Justin is convinced that Lola was the culprit, because she is big and hard and not cuddly and soft like the doll he wishes Eliot would love. Possibly her old lady fragrance woke him. Or maybe she comes alive and jumps on the mattress demanding cookies. Who knows. But she's in our life now and we just have to learn to love her. And keep hope alive that he will forget all about her.

That's not going to happen, is it?

This is what 5:00 a.m. looks like, for those of you who slept through it.