He’s talking to the cat and she’s listening.
Mr. Baby will do anything to get out of a nap.
Tame a snake, speak in tongues, take his first step.
He suffers from a pretty bad case of FOMO or fear of missing out. At night, he screams and heroically fights sleep, sobbing as he weakens from the struggle until he finally gives in, collapsing in a little footy-pajama’d pile of baby. It’s enough to break your heart, watching the boy battle his enemy on the monitor.
During the day, it’s no different. He wails between yawns when the word nap gets mentioned. He rolls left and right, front to back, and slaps the bars of his crib before dropping off into the land of zzz’s. The neighbors are surely ready for us to move or quit sleep training, whichever comes first.
Mr. Baby has a good explanation for his condition; being only six months old, everything is new to his eyes, ears, mouth and sticky fingers. Somehow, he knows that if he risks a little shut eye, he definitely will miss out on something not yet experienced, something fun and potentially tasty since everything goes into his mouth.
What he doesn’t know yet, what he can’t possibly understand is that we will always wait for him. We will save the best of everything for him. We would stop the world from turning if it would make him feel better about his FOMO.
So for now, rest easy, little boy, and leave your FOMO worries with us until you wake up, refreshed and ready for the world to start spinning once more.