Quotas

Ben has quotas- once they're filled....they're filled. He's like a gas tank with the warnings...once your tank is full, don't try to top off or you might overflow. Maybe every baby is like this. Maybe mine is just special. But Ben's life has quotas.

Sleep quota- Ben must have some kind of internal clock that gauges exactly how much sleep he needs per day. When he has had that amount of sleep....he's done. No more. So now that he's sleeping more or less through the night and getting more in the p.m., bye bye naps. For the last couple of days, it's literally been bye bye naps. Maybe 15 minutes here or there but not a good hour or two hour long nap yet this week. Nice to sleep at night, not nice to have a cranky, sleepless child during the day.

Food quota- Mid-chew, Ben decided his food quota for the day was done and promptly spit out the mouthful of tomato puff and yogurt yesterday. Done. No more food. Tank is full. Quota met.

Carseat quota- Ben has decided he hates his carseat. No kid probably really likes riding in the car, but Ben has decided no more carseat. He does fine for about 15 minutes then BAM- meltdown mode. This will make our 12 hour car ride to Michigan in a week really interesting.

Cruising Quota- Ben has thinned out...but he's still a bit chubby. He can only support his own weight on his arms and legs for so long before he just collapses like a little beached whale. Then he'll rally and out he goes again. I can actually see his arms and legs (crawling) or just legs (standing/cruising) start to shake.....BAM. Down he goes. Lay there. Breathe. Inhale. And out we go again.

Anyway- there's an update on development from our neck of the woods. Fascinating and busy time of life for us!