That is much, much, MUCH more easily said than done!
I think we waited a bit too long to move Nora out of our room. We moved her crib into the second bedroom when she was almost 6 months. This was a consequence of both Alan's and my workload this past spring semester.
Tonight Nora screamed for -- what was it, an hour? On and off, she screamed until snot ran from her nose and she gurgled and coughed with sweet little baby tears and saliva. It really breaks my heart to see her so upset -- but the baby cannot live her life falling asleep nursing and she despises a pacifier. What else can we do?
She is a sweet girl, despite her aversion to falling asleep. Today I feel like she made her first "joke" -- in a sense. Nora and I were playing and laughing/smiling about something, and I picked her up. She looked at me, leaned forward and inserted my nose in her open mouth. She didn't nibble, she just put my nose in her mouth and smiled with the corners of her mouth. The first time she did it, it was kind of an accident -- we were playing together on the bed and (if I remember correctly) I was trying to tickle her by pressing my nose on her neck and making "om nom nom" noises. Somehow her mouth landed on my nose and I laughed and laughed and laughed. I guess she learned then that I thought it was funny -- so today she made her "joke" to make me laugh again. And I was eager to comply.
Also -- on a much lighter note -- today I noticed that Nora Joy can be abbreviated N. Joy (pronounced "enjoy"). How cool is that? It's almost like I planned it, but I totally didn't.
N-Joy living up to her Texas heritage.
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