Thursday, January 27, 2011
You hold your breath and let the moment pass when your baby has been outside of your flesh longer than she was inside.
At home, we celebrated the day with an inpromtu cake. In my head, I celebrated with lists of love.
Whenever anyone asks about Clare, I dub her the "Worlds Happiest Baby"! That IS her titile and I will fight you for it.
She laughs with her eyes, she smiles with her heart, she hugs with her whole body.
Friday, January 21, 2011
I knew this day would come eventually. Honestly, I'm a little bit surprised it took this long. Six months. Six whole months without it.
Clare’s teacher is famous for it. She bore and raised 8 children you know.
Your child is beautiful. Perfect. Full of life and personality…… But……
I really don’t take it too personally anymore. With Grace, the Critique always tore me apart. I guess that is the mindset of a new mother though. YOU have no idea what you’re doing for the most part, so you might very well be doing it wrong.
Anyway, Clare’s first real Critique came the other day. Actually, it was two Critiques. Bam – Bam. Double punch. Kind of like pulling of a band aid. Your child is wonderful …… But ……
The first was her newfound desire to play rather than sleep at nap time.
I always wondered how the teachers decided who got what kind of chair. There are 3 bouncing chairs, 1 back and forth swing and 2 side to side swings. I always thought the swings looked so much more comfortable. Clare sat in a bouncing chair. Now I know they were reserved for the high maintenance children. Clare has been moved to a side to side swing so she can’t spend nap time bouncing herself in play instead of napping.
The second was the infamous Tummy Time.
“That girl, she does not want to work her muscles. I know she is strong, but she does not want to crawl. She should crawl. She can do it. She just does not want to. You need to put her on Tummy Time at home, THEN, she will crawl. You will see.”
OK….. I can get behind that. Because I bet you if she wanted to she could crawl. She isn’t quite cruising yet, but she can hold herself upright on footstools and coffee tables with a little help balancing. But you know what? She doesn’t seem to want to yet. AND I AM OK WITH THAT. Besides, Grace was 10 months before she crawled. I have proof.
So I sat on the floor in front of the teacher and played with Clare while she chewed toys on her belly. After about 10 minutes she got mad. Started screaming. I sat her back up. Tummy Time is over.
The teacher gave me the eye and made a comment about how Mothers do not like to see their babies cry. Which leads me to point #2 about why we have limited Tummy Time at home. We typically spend our night trying to AVOID tears, not instigate more. Trust me, there are plenty of tears when we are doing our best.
This is what Clare normally looks like at home.
See. Happy. Sitting in a chair and NOT on her Tummy.
This is what she would look like if she insisted she spend more than 30 seconds on her stomach.
See. NOT happy. On her tummy. (And for the record - that is a spray painted frowney face and tears, NOT a Groucho moustache and prison tats.)
So, in closing, while I appreciate the attention to my child and your concern over her currently lack of mobility I think we will stay with the status quo for right now.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
* She did always slide in that 12-13 hours of sleep was required too. Super. I'll get right on that.
(OK, I know it's not poison, but still- she is clawing at her own flesh and her whole body is covered in a horrible rash.)
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
And you know what else? I'm going to do it again. Soon.