Peanuts
Today, without my husband or my baby, I left the house. This is the first time I’ve been out on my own in over two weeks and the longest I’ve been out at all since the baby arrived. The first thing I did was make like Linus and go to the library. It was great. Hell, it was medically necessary.
(via libraryjournal)
As a new parent, strangers will often approach you to ask, ‘Is he a good baby?’ Surprise them by saying, ‘No, he’s kind of an asshole.’ —
Mammalingo, from her LOL-inducing post 14 Things I Think New Parents Should Know (via thedaddycomplex)
:: mental note ::
(p.s. - Based on the new parent woes I have read on Amazon reviews/parent blogs/etc. in the past several weeks, it would seem that Dave and I do, in fact, have the mythical “good baby.” Or I just need to learn to exaggerate more.)
(via mariahnotcarey)
1. Dave wraps the screaming, dry, fed baby in the sleep sack, assuring that her arms are secured at her sides, pulling the swaddle wraps tight enough that it would probably disturb a novice.
2. Swaddling done, baby is immediately silent and wide-eyed. The Moro reflex can go to hell.
3. Dave/I rock the baby, coo at the baby, sing for the baby, make jokes about the baby looking like a burrito/torpedo/sausage.
4. Her eyelids grow heavy. She yawns. It’s adorable. We’re winning. We probably take a picture.
5. Dave/I put the baby down in her bassinet.
6. Vigorous rocking commences. Again, novices would be alarmed.
7. Baby falls asleep.
8. Dave/I begin to back out of the room.
9. Baby sneezes or squirms and, SOMEHOW JESUS, a tiny hand emerges from the top of the sleep sack.
10. Baby starts screaming.
11. Repeat steps 1-10. Two or three times.
12. Dave spends two hours researching swaddle/sleep sacks on Amazon.
13. He finds a review that refers to one as a “straightjacket for babies.” It costs $20 more than all of the other swaddle/sleep sacks.
14. He purchases it immediately.
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Academic Coach Taylor has some advice for you.
:: buzzer ::
Incorrect.
I remember when the opener went on at 11, not 7:30.
Occasional gestures toward hippie parenting.
You know.
Monday morning stuff.
Havin’ a bottle.
Checkin’ the blogroll.
Postin’ to Tumblr.
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