billytea, isn't like 3-4am where you are?
Yep. I'm on the night shift with the little man. Who's just woken up and is demanding his feed, so duty calls. Loudly.
Mal ,'Safe'
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billytea, isn't like 3-4am where you are?
Yep. I'm on the night shift with the little man. Who's just woken up and is demanding his feed, so duty calls. Loudly.
Kristin, that dress is gorgeous! Also, ~ma to your grandmother.
Huh. Babies = awesome.
Yes, awesome destroyers of sleep.
Matilda refers to pictures of her bald, infant self as when she "was just a born baby." All infants are born babies.
It's interesting how many more memories I have of Emmett's infancy than Matilda's. His just seemed to go on forever, whereas with her I knew the next step was coming and it's gone more quickly. I wonder if other parents of multiple children experience it like that, or do you keep the starry wonder of first parenthood.
It often seems like JZ and Emmett are more on the same page with Matilda because she's their first baby.
Who's just woken up and is demanding his feed, so duty calls. Loudly.
It's a good thing they're so cute (and their crying so annoying), otherwise babies would never get fed.
It's a good thing they're so cute (and their crying so annoying), otherwise babies would never get fed.
I dvr Big Cat Diary on Animal Planet, and yesterday's ep had a great instance of a too-cute lion cub being all annoying around the adult male lion in his pride, jumping on him while the lion was in mid-feast, then trying to capture his tail, and finally gnawing on the other side of the carcass and getting a swat on the head for his troubles. It was very much "Go away, kid, ya bother me!"
Nope, I have totally forgotten all my second kid's milestones already, and he's only 3 years younger than the first. Whereas the first 8 months or so of Casper are BURNED INTO MY BRAIN.
I mostly come down on this being a benefit for Dillo, rather than a shortcoming. I am so much less stressed out by him.
Also, since it's more head circumference than overall weight that is most, uh, difficult for the mother, I wonder if a melon-headed 7 pounder might be harder than a squishy 10. I know Casper (completely unmolded head after 3 hours pushing, most of an hour freakin' crowned) was much harder on me than Dillo, and he weighed more (but only 10 oz more). But I know second kids are usually easier.
Matilda refers to pictures of her bald, infant self as when she "was just a born baby." All infants are born babies.
One time, this guy handed me a picture of him, he said, "Here's a picture of me when I was younger." Every picture of you is when you were younger. "Here's a picture of me when I'm older." "You son-of-a-bitch! How'd you pull that off? Lemme see that camera!"
"Just a born baby" makes me wonder if Matilda is aware of azi already..
It's a good thing they're so cute (and their crying so annoying), otherwise babies would never get fed.
It is true, but this aside, night feeds with the little man are so very soothing. I love it. I love him.
He is fed and resettled, and I'll be off to bed shortly as well. Evening all. Enjoy Tuesday, now I've finished with it. (Poor America, always having to make do with Australia's hand-me-downs.)
I really got into the study of the neurological development of kids also. Now I just try to survive it.
Seriously...I had to ask Mal to stop talking to me in the car yesterday, because he can't quite pass the Turing Test yet, so while it SOUNDS like it's a conversation, and I get lured into thinking that it's a conversation, really I just start getting headaches after a bit of trying to follow his (total lack of) logic.