New moms, if you haven’t figured it out by now, I’ll be the one to break the news: your husband is not the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to caring for babies. A Baby Whisperer he is not. He can’t calm the cries as quickly; his swaddling skills are sub-par; he fastens diapers as if he’s not sure what part of the body they are supposed to be protecting. But I’m here to tell you something that might sound absolutely insane to you:
To win the war of the wills with my adorable-but-stubborn 3-year-old, Charlie, I have to give him choices. “Milk or water?” when he asks for juice; “Do you want to play with your books or your blocks?” when he demands to watch more TV. This approach, however, hasn’t translated well to potty-training. “The Elmo potty or the Dora one?” just wasn’t enough to compel him to sit down long enough to get the deed done. I was worried he might be too stubborn to potty train—but then Jeanine, the mom of Charlie’s best friend, Stevie, who is probably even more stubborn than Charlie, told me she’d trained her son in less than three days using a sort of “boot camp” she cobbled together from parenting blogs and her own mommy instincts.
I’ve always been envious of parents who were able to enjoy taking their little ones out to dinner. As babies and toddlers, my kids always seemed to have a 30 minute time-limit at restaurants. After that point, we could expect whining, crying, standing on the furniture or other behavior that put a damper on the evening—for us and the other people who had the misfortune to be seated next to us!
Whether you’ve got a 3-month-old headed for daycare, a 3 year-old starting preschool, or you kept your child home until the law required that formal schooling begin or else, you’re about to suddenly be separated from your sweet sidekick. And it’s probably going to hurt, a little bit.
Or should I say, it’s probably going to hurt you a little bit. The kids? They adapt just fine. Meanwhile, I went through quite a few tissues every time one of my baby birds left the nest.
My oldest son’s birthday is on Earth Day. I can’t say for sure, but I suspect becoming a mom on April 22, 2003, may have made me more respectful of Mother Earth than I might have been otherwise, and I do find myself gravitating towards eco-friendly products when I have the choice, from our energy-efficient washing machine to my toddler’s BPA-free cereal bowl. It’s not always easy being green—but fortunately, since I became a mother 10 years ago today, we’ve come a long way, baby, when it’s come to finding eco-friendly baby care products.
Ah, that new baby smell. Hold your baby close, press your face to his neck and just inhale…addictive, right?
But we all know what doesn’t smell so good: the diapers. And the spit-up. And it really stinks—excuse the pun—when you’re taking a visitor on a tour of your house and open the door to show off the adorably decorated nursery, only to have said visitor gag over the scent of icky baby poo.
You know what’s harder than taking care of a baby? Taking care of a baby when you’re on the road. As if trying to get your baby to sleep through the night in your own home weren’t enough of an uphill battle, now you’ve got to worry about tucking her into a hotel crib or a borrowed Pack ‘n Play. Then there’s the whole issue of getting to your destination in the first place…holding a baby on your lap for a four-hour plane ride is not a recipe for fun!
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