And it involves getting very comfortable with light yelling. When we first had Baboo, Adam and I realized very quickly that we weren’t comfortable letting her cry it out. However, what we didn’t know was that there’s a wide gulf between “crying it out” and “vocalizing in a complainy manner.” Before I was able toContinue reading “So, I’ve Figured Out How to Get Stuff Done With a Baby”
…and as a result, my husband may need to be hospitalized. Teething is painful, and not just for the baby. Apparently, sometimes when teething is happening, babies don’t eat. This is a big problem, because babies are humans and humans need food in order to live. But it’s an especially big problem for our baby,Continue reading “The Baby Isn’t Eating…”
Every day that I’m home with Baboo, I do one thing. It’s not the same thing. I don’t, like, have a secret to impart that will help you optimize your time with your baby. I’m just saying that when I look back on the day, I can get about one thing done in addition toContinue reading “Daily Schedule: 6 am – 10 pm: Survive”
This morning, I took Katie to open office hours at the pediatrician. That’s probably not what you call it. But to be honest, I haven’t had much sleep lately, so I’m too tired to look up the real name for the walk-in hours for sick kids. I didn’t really think she was sick. I wasContinue reading “Like Taking Your Car to the Mechanic”
I’m typing this on my phone with one thumb as a baby sleeps on my shoulder. So, it will either be nonsense or a model of economy a la Hemingway. Place your bets. It’s been a rough week. Katie decided a few days ago that she was done breastfeeding. I can fool her into itContinue reading “A Rough Week”
Are you sitting on your couch with your shirt off and tissues up your nose? If not, you’re really missing out. It’s what all the cool kids are doing today, and by the “cool kids,” I mean “me and my daughter.” When I first had Katie, multiple people advised me to sleep when she slept,Continue reading “The Baby and I Have a Cold, So Today Is Cancelled”
At our last pediatrician appointment, the nurse asked me to fill out the Edinburgh Postnatal Depression Scale, which measures the risk of postpartum depression. Fortunately, it wasn’t timed: even with Adam there, it took 20 minutes to fill out a single page in between diaper changes, baby soothing, diaper bag rearrangement, and so on. TheContinue reading “Babies Are Funny”
The Great Baboo is eight weeks old today, and for the entirety of that eight weeks, I’ve been meaning to write a few words about how stupid I was about babies before I had one.
The bad news is, there’s no cake. The good news is that you don’t have to leave your house in order to attend.
Don’t get excited: I’m not pregnant, and it’s not on the schedule for a bit yet. But although I’m up in the air about a few parenting things, there’s one thing I’m 100 percent sure of: I’m not going to breastfeed the little bebe when he makes his debut. There are a number of reasonsContinue reading “I’m Not Going to Breastfeed, Because I Don’t Feel Like It”