Monday, June 21, 2010

In Which Connor Plays Hard

Since Connor went to bed so early yesterday due to his seizure, he decided to wake up at 5:30 this morning, ready to play. 

I was thrilled.

I decided to thoroughly wear him out today so hopefully I could avoid a repetition of this.  So he spent some quality time on his tricycle, and then some time on his rocking horse, and then some stander time.  After that we did some jumping, and then we just ran around the house playing "Superman" and chasing the cats for a while.  Then I put him down on our bed for some "tummy time," which caused him to immediately burst into tears.  Despite its quick end, apparently "tummy time" after all of the fun stuff was some sort of horrible betrayal, and it prompted tears off and on for the next couple of hours as he reminded me of just how horrible it was and what a terrible, mean person I am (Mommy NO!  Connor SAD!  WANT DADDY!).  He finally calmed down and went to sleep (an hour late-- so much for my wear-him-out idea) after copious amounts of snuggling and reassurance on my part.

Okay, so I might have pushed him a little hard.  But the tummy time was probably just a trigger; he's been a tad bit off-kilter ever since school got out, so I've been seeing these sorts of outbursts a lot more often.  Our son is nothing if not a creature of habit, and I can tell that he really misses school and the predictability of his routine.  So I think it's probably about time we start adding activities back in for him so that he has a better idea of what's going on each day.  Vacation time is over. 

So much for sleeping in!


P.S.  No word from neurology yet-- I'll let you all know.

1 comment:

Wherever HE Leads We'll Go said...

Emily hates tummy time. She will cry her eyes out as if we are beating her with sticks. It is pretty awful!

Love that picture of Connor (and his attitude: Mommy NO! Connor SAD! WANT DADDY! The kid's got spunk!

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