Most of you already know that I was pretty sick for a bit there, and continue to have some questionable medical issues, and that explains my long absence from updating here.
Tonight we removed the crib and the McQueen toddler bed from Calvin's room. This week we introduced a twin bed and got some McQueen bed sheets, so he has taken well to the new bed. The first night he fell out of the bed, a big huge bang, I raced upstairs as fast as I could waiting for the crying/screaming to start. I stopped at his door when I didn't hear any of that, then I heard him sigh and grumble a bit, his little feet moved about, then he climbed back into bed and went to sleep. I was so proud of him! The next morning he had rug burn on his forehead, which made me giggle. Second night there were no falling out episodes, so cross your fingers he's got it figured out.
So tonight is the test night - can he sleep in the new bed with no other bed options to switch to? I think he can. He also showed us what a grown up boy he is by allowing me to cut his hair with the electric razor, just stood there letting me do it with great detail. Half way through he folded his hands, put them to his lips, closed his eyes and said 'Dear God'. He didn't share the rest of the prayer with us, but I imagine it was something to do with hoping I'd be done his haircut soon. He then let me use the scissors to trim around the ears and the front and back, never moving or protesting. Sean and I were speechless, but very happy for seeing such great cooperation. Then after brushing him off, he asked to have a shower instead of a bath. He is 2 years, 4 and a half months old and requested a shower. I couldn't believe it! So he had a shower and I stretched my arms in to wash him and help him rinse.
Baby Newark has arrived! His name is Calvin and he was born at 39 weeks (slightly earlier than the 41 weeks I was guessing), on December 24th. He weighed 7 pounds 2 ounces and was 22 inches long. His eyes were slate blue to start with, and have turned into a true grey.