Sunday, October 30, 2011

Beware of Dog

Dear Connor,

This is a timely letter, considering the fact that Halloween is tomorrow. Uncle Ray and Aunt Sylvia gave you a Fisher-Price stuffed puppy for your birthday and it talks, laughs and sings when you touch various spots on its body. It's cute, interactive and a good learning toy. However, it is also creepy when I'm working in the living room late at night and the puppy suddenly starts talking when no one has touched it. Especially when it says, "Peekaboo! I see you!" in its high-pitched voice.

Yikes.



Love,
Mom

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Cry Me A River

Dear Connor,

You like sleeping next to Mommy and Daddy. And Mommy and Daddy like sleeping next to you, too. We can cuddle underneath the blanket, hear your cute baby snores and watch your round little tummy rise and fall as you breath in and out. But we can't let you sleep next to us. A pillow or blanket could cover your face. One of us could roll over on top of you. You might wake up while we are still sleeping and decide to crawl off the side of the bed. So sleeping with us, no matter how warm and snuggly, is no good. 

I tried explaining this to you, but you didn't care. For months, you cried as soon as we put you in your crib at night and wouldn't stop until we brought you into our bed. So we let you sleep with us because then all three of us (and our neighbors, who can hear everything through our inconveniently thin walls) could get some rest. But it had to stop. And so this week, Mommy and Daddy decided to do what all parents of young babies dread: We would let you cry it out. 

Daddy was under the assumption that the cry it out (CIO) method meant that we would put you in your crib, let you cry until you fell asleep and then get you in the morning. Yeah, not so much. Since doing that would probably scar you for all of eternity, I took a gentler approach. We went through your usual bedtime routine: bath, books, goodnight kisses and hugs. I put you in your crib. You cried. I patted your tummy, said goodnight and left the room. The books I read said to then check in on you every 10 minutes, comfort you for 1-2 minutes and leave the room even if you are still crying. I was supposed to do this until you fell asleep. I had watched a video on CIO sleep training and in the video, the baby falls asleep on his own in half an hour. On the first night we did CIO, you cried for THREE HOURS. I went into your room every 10 minutes and you were always standing up, holding onto the side of the crib and crying like a, well, baby. Exhausted and worried  that I was causing permanent damage, I caved and brought you into our bed. You fell asleep in a second. 

Night Two: You cried for three hours, I caved.

Night Three: You cried for an hour. After an hour, you stopped crying. On the video monitor, I saw you sitting up but your eyes were drooping and your head was bobbing down, down, down . . . You jerked your head up. But then it started to bob down, down, down . . . until you jerked your head up again. Stubborn boy! You wanted to fall asleep but you kept fighting it. Until sleep eventually won out and you actually fell asleep sitting up. I tiptoed into your room and laid you on your back. 

Night Four: Success! I put you in your crib. You cried. I left the room. You stopped crying after a few minutes. You again tried to fight sleep but soon fell asleep sitting up.

Night Five: You cried a little longer when I left your room tonight but you stopped after about 10 minutes. On the video monitor, I watched you sit down and then tumble onto your tummy and fall asleep. 

Yay! We did it!

Love,
Mom

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Warm Welcome

Dear Connor,

Turks & Caicos was beautiful and I had a very relaxing vacation but I missed you and Daddy so much and couldn't wait to come back and see you both! You were really excited to see me again, too, and welcomed me with your big toothy grin and also by peeing on me when I changed your diaper, which you had not done in a long time. Daddy said to pretend it was the ocean splashing me.

Love,
Mom

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Mommy's Separation Anxiety

Dear Connor,

I talk a lot about your separation anxiety but I leave for my trip tomorrow and I'm going through a bit of separation anxiety myself. I can't wait to see Turks & Caicos and relax on the beach with Aunties Yuan and Emily but I am also going to miss you so unbelievably much. Be good while I'm away, okay?

And I don't think you'll forget about me in four days but I've instructed Daddy to show you my picture several times a day, just in case.

Love,
Mom

Saturday, October 15, 2011

One Small Step For Man

Dear Connor,

Yesterday, I watched you take your very first steps! I was sitting on the couch eating a bowl of cereal for breakfast and you were standing up in your playpen, blissfully sucking on a green Mega Blok. As I spooned Honey Bunches of Oats into my mouth, I saw you lift your left foot tentatively off the ground and step forward! And then you stepped forward with your right foot! And then you lost your balance and fell on your bum, hehe. You're becoming such a big boy. I'm so proud of you!

Love,
Mom

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Separation Anxiety

Dear Connor,

You have always had pretty bad separation anxiety. I wonder if it's because you had to stay in the NICU for the first two weeks of your life? Instead of being with you 24/7 like we wanted, Mommy and Daddy had to leave you in the hospital at the end of each day. Granted, you were often sound asleep when we left but maybe you knew on some level that we were leaving and that's why you hate to see us go away now, even if it's just to another room in our house. And you have always been incredibly attached to me in particular. I usually enjoy this (especially since you'll probably want nothing to do with me once you hit those wonderful teen years) but sometimes I don't (like this past weekend, when I was out but had to race home when GongGong called me and said you'd been crying for me for more than an hour). 

I hate making you feel scared and abandoned, and your cries break my heart. And I'm really nervous about next week--I am going on a little vacation with Aunties Yuan and Emily and will be gone for four days and three nights. I've never been apart from you for one full day much less four, so I don't know how you're going to handle it (or how Daddy and NaiNai are going to handle you, frankly, if you won't stop crying for me). But I'll be back before you know it. I can't always be right by your side but I'll always be here for you.

Love,
Mom

Friday, October 7, 2011

Kiss It And Make It All Better

Dear Connor,

It was a rough week. Daddy was working on a big project at work and came home really late every day, so it was mainly just you and me all week. Of course, I love you and me time but sometimes it's difficult to enjoy you and me time when I also have to make time to cook, do the dishes, fold the laundry, wash your toys and clean the floor over and over again because someone (ahem, Connor) thinks it's fun to eat half the food Mommy puts on his highchair tray and fling the other half onto the floor. It's also hard to get all of those things done because you, being the attached little guy that you are, still scream and cry whenever I leave your side. I know you just want me to stay close because you love me but I can't always stay close and listening to your sobs is painful but also frustrating, especially when I feel as if I can't get anything done and I haven't had time to eat anything all day.

None of this is your fault. Babies are a lot of work and taking care of one, especially with no one else to help, is really stressful. So Mommy cried today. While you were crying in your playpen, Mommy went to the bathroom, shut the door and cried, too. I wonder, do you feel better after you've had a good cry? If not, you'll see when you get older that sometimes crying can make you feel better. After I cried for a few minutes, I felt better and went back downstairs to get you.

I was still a little upset when Daddy came home from work today (at a reasonable hour, thankfully) and told him that taking care of you on my own all week had been so exhausting that I had cried. Daddy then asked you why you'd been so difficult and that you should say sorry to me. And at that second, you leaned over and kissed me on the cheek! You had never kissed me on the cheek before and I don't know how you learned how to do that (I guess from seeing Mommy and Daddy do it all the time?) but it melted my heart. You then kissed me two more times and flashed me your sweet smile and I instantly forgot about the horrible, no good, very bad week.

Love,
Mom

Monday, October 3, 2011

My Little Charmer

Dear Connor,

It is impossible to discipline you when you flash me your million-dollar smile every time I scold you.


Love,
Mom