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Thursday, October 18, 2007

High-Maintenance Man

I keep wanting to write a post, but this Little Man is going through a phase where he freaks out if he is not held constantly, even when asleep. So that makes writing tough. Like just now, totally asleep on my lap, but I pull away my hand to type and he's wailing!

[5-minute reprieve]

Okay we're trying a new position and he seems to have nodded off again. The bouncy/vibrating chair does offer some relief, but even that just gives me enough time to shower OR make breakfast - not both. A friend came over this a.m. and I quickly foisted off LM to do some laundry and wax my moustache. Yes, I have facial hair and I'm not afraid to remove it.

But perhaps the dearth of posting isn't such a bad thing, since as you can see, there's isn't much going on these days anyway. When D gets home he hears my monologue about my day - the description of the poopiest diaper, the various gurgles, a wider-than-usual sleep grin.

I do try to get out each day. LM is quite good in car - he wails when we put him in but quickly nods off. But today it's rainy and shitty and since I don't have a stroller yet, or a jacket wide enough to cover the sling, we are staying inside. He's also pretty great in the sling - he really likes sleeping all curled up, which makes me think that one of those Amby-Beds would have been a pretty good investment.

I did push my outing too far one day though and he got hungry and was wailing. Since I'm not yet ready to pull out my breast on a bus, I just shushed him and bounced him, but it wasn't all that effective. Four separate people stopped to comment that he must be hungry. Um yeah, the screaming didn't clue me in. Another woman advised me to remove him from the sling, since she thought he must not like being bunched up in there. I felt like saying - him being bunched up in here is the only thing stopping him from splitting your eardrums. But I didn't - I just said "He's just hungry - he'll eat when he gets home." I admit, I kind of like the unsolicited advice from strangers when it's well-meaning and kind. But when it comes from that "You don't know what you're doing" place, or that "Shut that damn kid up" place, I have no patience for it. If you think his crying isn't as painful for me as it is for you, you're wrong.

ETA: Just dug out my Cuddly Wrap - thing is golden!!

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  • At 9:47 PM , Anonymous linds said...

    HAha, people always want to give advice, don't they? They think they are being so helpful, but theu just like to get their noses in other people's business! :P

     

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