On October 25, Burke finally got his first tooth! ( His bottom left, same as Amelia's first) A few days later the bottom right broke through. Our own little Jack-o-Lantern.
Burke has been able to get up onto his knees and rock back and forth for quite some time now, and can get into the sitting position easily, but only in the past few days has he done any crawling, and that was only one 'crawl' at a time. This morning he managed5 or 6 in a row. He's very unsteady, but definately moving forward. I was reminded, watching him, that even crawling is a balancing act.
Perhaps in response to this new phase in his life, I had a wierd incident last night. I would say dream, but I was very much awake.
I woke up, looking for Burke. (We co-sleep and his bed is right between me and the wall.) I was throwing off his blankets, looking all around me, even looking on the floor to see if he had managed to get down there. I was really starting to get worried and woke up Lance to get his help.
All the while there was a poor confused baby right at my lap (who just wanted to nurse, please!) I thought that was Amelia.
I don't know what Lance must've been thinking as he pointed out that Burke was RIGHT THERE. But, I wondered, where was Amelia? Safe in her own bed. It was about then that my real brain kicked in and I settled down.
the end
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I got chills reading this. I've done that too, woken up to some sort of alternate reality. It's really freaky. I'm glad it was just that and Burke wasn't really missing.
(In fact, I think I had a very similar wake-up, not being able to find Max, but I can't remember. I'll have to ask Steve and see if he remembers.)
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