Air. It's a good thing right?? Like, it's how we LIVE. Yet somehow along the way, Cruze never quite learned that. Apparently he thinks it's not so neccessary. You see, he likes to smother himself. With a blanket, with our arms, and the scariest one yet... WITH HIS MATTRESS! Do you get why that would be so scary? Because that is where he sleeps. That is where he is sleeping while we are sleeping.
Since he mastered the art of rolling over (and over and over) he refuses to stay put in his crib. Yes. Back to sleep is best but two seconds after putting that boy down he is already flipped to his belly. The first time he did this we panicked but then we realized it wasn't such a big deal until..... HE STARTED SMOOSHING HIS FACE INTO THE MATTRESS. And we're not talking a few seconds of smooshing. Like he starts and doesn't want it any other way type of smooshing. So needless to say that although Cruze is for the most part sleeping through the night (AFTER A TON OF TRIAL AND ERROR) we are not. How can we when our son is on a mission to cut off his oxygen?! Yes, we are on standby at all hours of the night making sure our sons head is positioned in a way that allows him to breathe.
|PROOF via my iphone|
Ah, the joys of motherhood. While they are indeed many, whoah mama, there comes a ton of worrying with it.