CreamyGoodness
Well-Known Member
If you are worried that this is going to be one of those stereotypical threads posted by parents, then your fears are well founded.
I am so tired I could cry. There is an hour of my day I simply dont remember, I think I fell asleep with my eyes open for a while. I keep hearing myself or my wife saying things like "he only woke up once last night!" and "him waking up at 3am is way better than at 630am, this way I can get back to sleep"
If my wife, the downstairs neighbor, a barking dog, someone on the phone, anyone else woke me up this often I would resent them for it. SessionableGoodness gets a pass somehow.
If you think you can set up or break down a Graco Pack n' Play quicker than I can, $50 says you are mistaken.
My kid eats everything. He has an interesting eating style as well, that I havent seen in other babies. Bolt upright arms outstretched on either side of him with open palms. Think the giant statue of Christ in Brazil. As the spoon comes to him he opens wide and then leans forward, striking his puree of peas, blueberries, yams or whatever like a blonde-haired blue-eyed cobra.
Our nanny asked us if we would mind if she taught him Hindi as well as English. He's going to be the first man in our family on both sides to speak Hindi, and one of a very few in our family to speak a second language at all.
He looks just like my father-in-law. I love the guy, but do you know how weird it is to kiss a baby who looks just like your father-in-law?
Yesterday I had a 20 minute conversation with another parent about our kids's poop. I think this is the sort of thing kombat was talking about.
One of the two other babies in our nanny-share is scared of me. This is precisely what some of you probably would suspect. I was working from home and stepped into the kitchen to microwave my lunch and she saw me. Instant tears. When I came back after the microwave beeped to get my food the tears started again. What's particularly funny is the dirty look I could swear my son gave her.
The other baby in the nanny-share has a short list of things that could be wrong. If he isnt wet, hungry, tired or cold then all is right with the world, and he is smiling. I have known this little guy for about 2 months (maybe a little longer now that I think about it) and I already feel avuncular towards him.
The other day one of his criterions for crying was being met and he turned on the water works. Get this, my son first offered him his binky, and when that didnt work, he jammed his thumb in the other baby's mouth. He's very advanced, my son.
When I walk with SG in his dad pappoose or in the stroller in my neighborhood, Greek ladies who are over 70 years of age catcall me.
A german shepherd recently licked his foot (this is when it was warm enough for him to be outside without socks) he looked at the dog, and then looked at me as if to say "what on earth just happened?"
If you were directly or indirectly involved in the production of the odor-blocking diaper pail, the Boppy Pillow, the Bumbo, Nyland's Teething Tablets, or the Arctic BundleMe, I would like to extend to you my personal thanks and I want you to know I hold you dear in my heart.
Some nights, right before we put him down for the first time, he will put his cheek on my shoulder and hugs me when I pick him up. Good God.
I'm so tired.
I am so tired I could cry. There is an hour of my day I simply dont remember, I think I fell asleep with my eyes open for a while. I keep hearing myself or my wife saying things like "he only woke up once last night!" and "him waking up at 3am is way better than at 630am, this way I can get back to sleep"
If my wife, the downstairs neighbor, a barking dog, someone on the phone, anyone else woke me up this often I would resent them for it. SessionableGoodness gets a pass somehow.
If you think you can set up or break down a Graco Pack n' Play quicker than I can, $50 says you are mistaken.
My kid eats everything. He has an interesting eating style as well, that I havent seen in other babies. Bolt upright arms outstretched on either side of him with open palms. Think the giant statue of Christ in Brazil. As the spoon comes to him he opens wide and then leans forward, striking his puree of peas, blueberries, yams or whatever like a blonde-haired blue-eyed cobra.
Our nanny asked us if we would mind if she taught him Hindi as well as English. He's going to be the first man in our family on both sides to speak Hindi, and one of a very few in our family to speak a second language at all.
He looks just like my father-in-law. I love the guy, but do you know how weird it is to kiss a baby who looks just like your father-in-law?
Yesterday I had a 20 minute conversation with another parent about our kids's poop. I think this is the sort of thing kombat was talking about.
One of the two other babies in our nanny-share is scared of me. This is precisely what some of you probably would suspect. I was working from home and stepped into the kitchen to microwave my lunch and she saw me. Instant tears. When I came back after the microwave beeped to get my food the tears started again. What's particularly funny is the dirty look I could swear my son gave her.
The other baby in the nanny-share has a short list of things that could be wrong. If he isnt wet, hungry, tired or cold then all is right with the world, and he is smiling. I have known this little guy for about 2 months (maybe a little longer now that I think about it) and I already feel avuncular towards him.
The other day one of his criterions for crying was being met and he turned on the water works. Get this, my son first offered him his binky, and when that didnt work, he jammed his thumb in the other baby's mouth. He's very advanced, my son.
When I walk with SG in his dad pappoose or in the stroller in my neighborhood, Greek ladies who are over 70 years of age catcall me.
A german shepherd recently licked his foot (this is when it was warm enough for him to be outside without socks) he looked at the dog, and then looked at me as if to say "what on earth just happened?"
If you were directly or indirectly involved in the production of the odor-blocking diaper pail, the Boppy Pillow, the Bumbo, Nyland's Teething Tablets, or the Arctic BundleMe, I would like to extend to you my personal thanks and I want you to know I hold you dear in my heart.
Some nights, right before we put him down for the first time, he will put his cheek on my shoulder and hugs me when I pick him up. Good God.
I'm so tired.