Even though Cooper isn’t crawling yet (Don’t worry, I’m learning to count my blessings on this one), we definitely have a curious little monkey on our hands. Here’s a little peak.
The other day I was reading a blog post where the writer was talking about how growing up she fully trusted her mother and truly thought she knew everything. Then she said, “Sometimes I think, wait, I can’t be a mom, I’m just a random person, I don’t know all the answers!” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had thoughts almost exactly like that, especially in the middle of the night. Unfortunately, I have this sneaking suspicion that I will probably feel at least somewhat befuddled and inadequate for quite awhile (15-20 years? Indefinitely?). In the meantime, I truly appreciate the unwavering faith Cooper puts in my abilities.
PS If anyone has any tips/advice on night weaning, please let me know.