Tuesday, October 18, 2011

You should just talk already

After sleeping like a regular old sleep through the night baby, Dexter has been waking up mysteriously and warbling for an hour or two the past few nights. It's 50/50 whether it ends up in crying. For the most part, it's like a lilting call, like a warble. We can't figure out what's wrong with him, (other than the fact that he is clearly still puzzled about the sleepy time at night thing). There are several potential causes that have been whispered harshly in the dark between me and Josh at 3 a.m. in the morning:
1. Teething-There isn't any physical evidence of this since when I peek and poke around in his mouth all I get is a bunch of gum. However, the interwebs and other parental authorities informed me that there doesn't have to be any sign of teeth for teething to happen. Um, that might be the dumbest true thing ever. I don't like it.

2. Cold-He's been battling one for the past few weeks now. Naturally, there's nothing the doctor can do for him. Again, dumb and I don't like it. Apparently, on average they get 12 a year. Awesome, right?

3. He's a jerk. Okay, not really but at 3 a.m. our logic gets fuzzy and we're just angry. Hence the harsh whispering.
In conclusion, Dexter just needs to start talking and tell us what his gripe is.  "My dearest mother and father, I just cannot sleep because I have a horrendous pain in my gummies." That's right, when Dexter talks I envision a perfect blend of polite English and babytalk.

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