2 months later
I just want to start off this post by telling you that I think of this blog and you readers often. I always have stories to share but I don't have the same kind of free time that I used to!
Life with Chicken is going really well. For the most part she's an incredibly well-behaved baby which has allowed Jonathan and me to settle into parenting quite nicely. I thought a baby would turn our world upside-down but instead we have integrated her into our lives and she seems to like it. We take her everywhere, at all hours of the day and night and she doesn't seem to mind. Sometimes we think we take advantage of her adaptability.
Chicken and I keep ourselves busy during the week. We go to two Mommy and Me classes, a breastfeeding support group, we're part of a moms and babies walking and hiking group, and we seem to find lots of other little lectures and group meetings to check out each week. We also spend a fair amount of time with Grandma Joan. Sometimes I wonder if I am taking Chicken out too much or doing too much with her. I guess I have no way of knowing.
I've noticed that people forget that babies are people too. They constantly look at Chicken and remark at how big or small they think she is. I find it funny that people can't believe she is only 2 months because she is so big or can't believe that she is already 2 months because she is so small. For the record, we were at the doctor yesterday who proclaimed that Chicken was exactly where she should be in both height and weight for her age. Anyway, the part about people forgetting that babies are human is that we would never go up to an adult and say "my you are really small for your age." It's no less obnoxious to say it to a baby's mom!
Some moms in my classes seem too involved with their babies to read or watch the news. This bothers me, especially since there is such major news to pay attention to these days.
I play regular music in the car and I am not ashamed. Chicken is unmoved no matter what I play so I don't see the need to listen to Baby Mozart when I really just want to hear the Beatles or NPR.
While I am glad Chicken is a good baby, sometimes I wish she were a little more needy. Some babies always want to be held. I imagine this is very satisfying for their parents (but I understand it can get very old, very quickly). It must be nice to feel needed by your baby and know that you can comfort them when they are cranky. Chicken is just as happy in a sling or a bouncy seat or her bassinet or her car seat as she is in my arms. I know I am "lucky" but I have to say I wish she were a bit more snuggly.
Life with Chicken is going really well. For the most part she's an incredibly well-behaved baby which has allowed Jonathan and me to settle into parenting quite nicely. I thought a baby would turn our world upside-down but instead we have integrated her into our lives and she seems to like it. We take her everywhere, at all hours of the day and night and she doesn't seem to mind. Sometimes we think we take advantage of her adaptability.
Chicken and I keep ourselves busy during the week. We go to two Mommy and Me classes, a breastfeeding support group, we're part of a moms and babies walking and hiking group, and we seem to find lots of other little lectures and group meetings to check out each week. We also spend a fair amount of time with Grandma Joan. Sometimes I wonder if I am taking Chicken out too much or doing too much with her. I guess I have no way of knowing.
I've noticed that people forget that babies are people too. They constantly look at Chicken and remark at how big or small they think she is. I find it funny that people can't believe she is only 2 months because she is so big or can't believe that she is already 2 months because she is so small. For the record, we were at the doctor yesterday who proclaimed that Chicken was exactly where she should be in both height and weight for her age. Anyway, the part about people forgetting that babies are human is that we would never go up to an adult and say "my you are really small for your age." It's no less obnoxious to say it to a baby's mom!
Some moms in my classes seem too involved with their babies to read or watch the news. This bothers me, especially since there is such major news to pay attention to these days.
I play regular music in the car and I am not ashamed. Chicken is unmoved no matter what I play so I don't see the need to listen to Baby Mozart when I really just want to hear the Beatles or NPR.
While I am glad Chicken is a good baby, sometimes I wish she were a little more needy. Some babies always want to be held. I imagine this is very satisfying for their parents (but I understand it can get very old, very quickly). It must be nice to feel needed by your baby and know that you can comfort them when they are cranky. Chicken is just as happy in a sling or a bouncy seat or her bassinet or her car seat as she is in my arms. I know I am "lucky" but I have to say I wish she were a bit more snuggly.