I woke up at 6 this morning in a pretty good mood. I wasn’t hungry or sad or anything when I woke up. I just needed to burp. So I called Daddy. I have gotten pretty good about not crying for any old reason. In the middle of the night, if I need Mommy or Daddy I just call for them. If I’m hungry, it is a desperate cooing. If it is a diaper change it is a short “wah”. If I need a burp, it is a repeated “ehr”.
So Daddy got up when I called for him and saw that my eyes were wide open. He picked me up, bounced me a little and I burped. He checked my diaper and saw that I also needed a change, so he took care of that as well. But when he picked me up to rock me back to sleep he saw that I wasn’t sleepy as I usually am. My eyes were still wide open. It was 6 a.m. so there was nothing wrong with me being awake, so he put me on my play mat. I spent some time there playing.
But before long, I realized that I was not ready to be awake, so I started telling Daddy that I wanted to be picked up with an “nn, nn, nn”. And once he picked me up I settled into my tree frog position and quickly fell asleep. So I was a temporary early riser.