"POOP!"

This is how Hila greets us most mornings. She'll cry or call for us to come get her from her bed (she doesn't get out on her own -- we're hoping that lasts for a while), and as soon as we open her door, the first word out of her mouth is "POOP!" Not "Good morning, mommy" or "Hi," but "Poop," plain and simple.

And half the time she didn't even make a poop!

And while I'm on the subject, just the other day, Hila, who usually struggles when we change her diaper, came over to me and asked me to change her diaper.

Me: Do you have pee-pee or poopy in your diaper?
Hila: No pee-pee. No poopy. Only farts.

Overheard from the Big Girl Bed

"Muchum! Muchum! Read book!" -- This was calling out to daddy ("Muchum"=Menachem) who was sitting right outside her door.

"Bottle of milk; go to sleep." -- Hila negotiating her sleep terms after "trying" to go to sleep for an hour, unsuccessfully.

Getting Used to the Big Girl Bed

We've had a difficult few weeks since Hila fell (jumped?) out of her crib and landed on her head. That very night we said goodbye to her crib and moved Hila into a twin bed (now complete with bed rail) and new room. We are trying to be sympathetic and patient, knowing that it is a big adjustment, but the hours of fighting about going to sleep at night and the missed naps when she's home all day can really be tiring.

We have had a few good nights, particularly those that follow a nap-less day when she literally passes out in bed from exhaustion. Last night, for example, she slept for 14 hours (!!!) and then still took a nap today.

I think we would have waited a bit longer before the big transfer, but the truth is, now's a good time. It gives Hila a good 3-4 months before the new baby comes and takes over her old room.

The number of good nights are becoming more and the number of difficult ones are becoming less, so I assume we're all headed in the right direction.