A couple of fairly momentous occasions have taken place over the last week in the little man's life, and I have played a part in both, so I thought I might share them with you. Do I sound proud already?
Cooper will be 3 the week before xmas, and has been an incredibly bad sleeper from birth, despite the assistance of sleep school, sleep nannies etc, driving his parents to distraction. While overall a very healthy growing boy, he has been been bombarded with ailments, such as tonsilitis, throat infections, chest infections, and ear infections, which have not helped his sleeping patterns. Hence, he has never stayed a night away from both his Mum & Dad. Earlier this year however, a doctor confirmed his parents concerns that he also suffered from sleep apnoea, and straight away was booked in to have his tonsils and adenoids taken out.
In the couple of months since, Cooper has been transformed into a much calmer, happier, healthier, more pleasant little boy, who now also sleeps through the night most of the time. You can hear the *sigh* of relief from Mum and Dad from here can't you?
I too was excited, as it meant that my favourite little man could finally, maybe, come and stay a night with his Aunt Lulu. When I heard last week that a 3 day toilet training programme was going to take place, I took that as a green light for the overnight stay, before I had to worry about wet beds as well!
So last Tuesday night, with much apprehension (on my part - not his!) Cooper had his very first night away from both Mum and Dad. I don't know what I was worried about, he was excited about it, he was perfectly behaved, he went to bed when told, slept through the night, and jumped into bed to give me a cuddle at 6.30am the next morning. Ah, the joys of being an aunt! Those morning cuddles are pretty special.
The next hurdle was toliet training. This was attempted a while ago with no real planning and forethought and it was a disaster. This time a programme was adopted, all involved read the instructions of what to do and what not to do and a plan was in place. Today is day 3 and while he's not a complete success (there has been a few accidents), he has done SO well.
My little boy is a big boy now. He wears jocks not nappies. And he pee's and poo's in the toliet like his Dad does.
In the couple of months since, Cooper has been transformed into a much calmer, happier, healthier, more pleasant little boy, who now also sleeps through the night most of the time. You can hear the *sigh* of relief from Mum and Dad from here can't you?I too was excited, as it meant that my favourite little man could finally, maybe, come and stay a night with his Aunt Lulu. When I heard last week that a 3 day toilet training programme was going to take place, I took that as a green light for the overnight stay, before I had to worry about wet beds as well!
So last Tuesday night, with much apprehension (on my part - not his!) Cooper had his very first night away from both Mum and Dad. I don't know what I was worried about, he was excited about it, he was perfectly behaved, he went to bed when told, slept through the night, and jumped into bed to give me a cuddle at 6.30am the next morning. Ah, the joys of being an aunt! Those morning cuddles are pretty special.
The next hurdle was toliet training. This was attempted a while ago with no real planning and forethought and it was a disaster. This time a programme was adopted, all involved read the instructions of what to do and what not to do and a plan was in place. Today is day 3 and while he's not a complete success (there has been a few accidents), he has done SO well.
My little boy is a big boy now. He wears jocks not nappies. And he pee's and poo's in the toliet like his Dad does.
Ah, kids huh? Who would have thought I'd enjoy being an aunty so much? And if it wasn't for Mookah I wouldn't get to spend so much time with him and see him go from babe to little man before my eyes....
P.S. Special thanks to Curlypops for the tips on animation!
P.S. Special thanks to Curlypops for the tips on animation!
