Big L *shoogling my thigh fat* “Well there’s plenty of fat in there!!!”
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cute clothes for cute kids
Big L *shoogling my thigh fat* “Well there’s plenty of fat in there!!!”
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“Mummy, why is that shop selling legs?!”
I absolutely LOVE weaning. Well, I should be more specific and say I absolutely love the IDEA of weaning. All those healthy foods and smiling mushy-faced babies gobbling and playing and giggling seems like a total hoot to me.
Unfortunately, what the books negate to mention is the cleaning up. Jeeeezo. I thought I did a lot of washings beforehand. Now I’ve got mini-tables, chairs, floors, floormats, faces, hands, bodies, cups, plates, onesies, bibs, weaning bibs, weaning spoons, weaning cups, walls, and other children to CLEAN. ALL before I try spooning mush into a ‘that-real-food-can-get-to-fuck’ mouth a few hours later.
Lawd have mercy π°
Where did my baby go? I’m sure he was a baby when I put him to bed last night?!
Now he is this wild animal who talks back and laughs wildly when I say ‘no’ and dramatically spits his food out because today it is ‘not nice’. π³ Who made this animal and where did he come from? Who does he think he is?!
Don’t get me wrong – he is absolutely HILARIOUS. The nonsense that he comes out with and the things he thinks up is ridiculous. My husband has capitalised on this by coaching him in some key phrases. Some of my favourites are:
He will spiel these off rapidly one after the other and then shout ‘clapping!’ to his audience.
He is an absolute gem but only when he gets exactly what he wants exactly when he wants it. Typical man really π
FBI agents are trained how to survive torture. One such torture that they are trained to survive is sleep-deprivation. As are the CIA, MI6, and other such valued assets. Sleep-deprivation is a recognised form of torture – and here we are fumbling through motherhood being exposed to the same type (and often more prolonged versions) of sleep-torture. It actually physically hurts.
Pre-baby, I used to think that every few weeks I needed a ‘duvet-day’ to recover from my “hectic week”. Ohhhh how I laugh now when I think of what my definition of tired was back then. I was a wee bit tired from working a bit and maybe going out for dinner once.
Then I had a baby. A baby quite obviously trained in the art of sleep-deprivation torture. A baby who would not lie down would not sleep would not let me even think the thought of putting him down even for just a wee baby minute so I could stretch my arm out. Nope. It wasn’t happening. He tortured my husband and I for months. Our bones actually ached. We weren’t sure of our names anymore. We didn’t know what day it was. We couldn’t taste anything. And we promised that little tiny baby we’d do anything anything ANYTHING he’d ask of us if we could please just go and even look at the bed for 5 minutes.
But it wasn’t to be.
So we worked in shifts, round the clock, often calling in my mum or sister to have a turn for a few hours. We survived on 2-3 hours sleep for the first few months. It was absolute torture. But people kept telling me it would pass. And I knew that. But in those dark moments, especially at 4am when I was all alone and singing or shushing or sitting watching re-runs of the Kardashians it could get lonely and it was hard. And I’d Google why my baby was the only baby in the whole world that was awake? And Google told me it was normal and that it would pass. So I believed it (who’s to question Google at 4am?!).
Fortunately Google was right. A loooooong few months passed (18 to be precise) but I survived. And now he does sleep. Occasionally. There is hope my friend – one day they’ll sleep well. And you’ll have been so well trained to not need sleep that you’ll never sleep again and instead spend the time awake worrying what’s wrong with your baby.
Drink some wine and get some sleep. They’re fine and know exactly what they’re doing. Little sleep thiefs. Just remember to get them back when they’re teenagers.
I could write a book if I compiled every piece of information I’ve ever read on baby sleep. But instead, I’ve compiled a handy list of things to try.
Please note: babies change their mind every few days or so – so be sure to try these techniques several times throughout their life incase they come round to the idea.
Good luck!
My toddler’s favourite thing to say to me is “mummy says ‘no means no'”. And I do. I believe it and I hope he believes it too.
I try not to say it too often – and generally use it when safety is a concern (for example if I don’t want him climbing on something, running near the road etc).
In other instances where I could say no I try my very best to use different phrases – for example ‘we’re not going to do that right now’ and try to give a reason for it. This way I hope when I do say no – he knows that mummy means no. And it’s not up for negotiation.
Being a parent is hard. Very hard indeed. Between sleepless nights, teething, and weaning, there’s also the barrage of absolutely useless and absolutely priceless information and advice you receive. Your mission, since you elected around 9-months ago to receive it, is to filter this advice/info and decipher exactly which category it falls into. No easy feat for a well-rested-recently-showered being, never mind you (in all your hungry, exhausted, confused glory).
So now that my 20-month-old sleeps through 2 out of every 7 nights I’m very well-rested and have collated some of this advice here for your perusal. To read at 4am and add to the list of ‘shit we should do that’ or ‘is this idea a joke?!’. Enjoy.
Who invented this? And were they mental?!
Babies are primal beings. They grow from nothing to a fully-functioning baby in just 9 short months. When they are born they shut off their umbilical cord and take their first breath whilst closing over a valve in their heart. They are true miracles. But they’re primal miracles. Everything they do is an instinct. Everything is a reaction to a need. So who thought this crying thing that they do is a manipulation and needs to be ignored?! And how in hell have they sold so many books?!
I shall tell you how – it gives parents their time back. It allows them to get back to watching their beloved tv shows (and often these tv shows need to be turned up so that they can’t hear the baby crying over them). It allows them in some twisted way to dominate the child and show it who’s boss (when really the baby needs a boss who cares for and caters for its needs).
Cry It Out requires ‘training’ (though the word training upsets me as the child has no willingness to take part. ‘Torture’ would be more apt). There are various forms and options for this training which range from walking out and closing the door and not going back in to popping in and out in 1-minute intervals whilst not making eye-contact to pat the baby then walk out again. Is it just me that thinks this all sounds a bit mad?! A screaming baby and you’ve to ignore your instincts (which are primed to react perfectly to a crying baby) and refer to your handy guide-book for training intervals. No. No, no, no.
A plethora of studies have recently been released showing the startling negative effects the Cry It Out method has on babies. One study measured the levels of cortisol (a stress hormone) produced by babies and parents during Cry It Out (CIO) training. The study showed that the parent’s cortisol levels returned to normal almost immediately after the baby stopped crying, however the baby’s cortisol levels remained peaked for DAYS afterwards. This continuous level of stress hormone is surely dangerous and unhealthy for a baby.
There are many studies similar to the one above – yet none similarly as solid with evidence to support CIO and suggest it is safe and caters to your baby’s needs. If you’re ever in doubt, go back to basics, listen to your baby and your needs. Are they stressed? Are you stressed? Then have a cuddle and soothe each other. As simple as that. Never mind all that CIO nonsense.
Please note: taking a moment and stepping out of the room because you’re absolutely exhausted and need a few moments to gather your thoughts and will-power is perfectly safe and not the same as CIO.