I've been given a cold by either my son or my husband, but that's not my Christmas Eve gift. My nose is stuffy, I have a cough and I am living on Dayquil. I'd prefer to not be sick on Christmas, but you can't control a cold.
In the midst of all this runny nose, tissues and empty Dayquil packages I got pretty cool present at 03:58 this morning. Oz is still waking for a 3-5 am bottle. I still try the diaper change first, but I haven't had any luck as of yet at just putting him back to sleep after putting a fresh nappy on. Groggy, stuffy and a little grumpy I wandered into Oz's room to change him, re-swaddle him and then take him down for his nummies. Leaning over the crib what do I see? My little man sleeping on his tummy. He'd totally broken out of his swaddle (it was around his waist), and was rustling about on his tummy. At his 4 month well baby I had to flick the young doc on her ear for missing that Oz hadn't rolled over yet and he's 5 months in 2 days (she hadn't even read his chart, I had to ask about it). So it was a great pleasure to see that in the darkness of night he's figured out how to roll over from back to tummy. I think he was rustling about because he was stuck and couldn't get off his tummy.
Regardless of why he rustled, I was given a pretty cool gift this Christmas Eve - my son rolled over. Merry Christmas to you all, be good and love one another.