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!
When your baby is sick—truly sick—you will want to go straight to the pediatrician. But medical intervention isn’t always required every time your baby seems a little bit “off” of her game, whether it’s a case of the sniffles, unexplained night waking or an upset tummy. As tempting as it might be to involve the doctor whenever your little one isn’t her usually sunny self, you don’t want to drag an already under-the-weather baby into a germ-filled waiting room where she possibly could catch an illness worse than what she had in the first place.
The end of pregnancy is hard. The first few months of being a brand-new mom? Even harder.
But then just around the three-month mark, something amazing happens. Everything becomes easier. Your baby smiles, makes eye contact, gurgles. Feeding is (finally) a breeze. And if you’re really lucky, maybe your baby is sleeping through the night.
Of course that’s when life throws you a curve ball, otherwise known as teething.
My weekend thus far has involved roof repair, wasp nests, the discovery of a giant water stain in the baby’s room and the World Expo of Ants Convention–taking place in our bathroom, because, I guess, the Las Vegas Convention Center was booked. (Note to self: destroy all evidence of this blog if and when we ever put our house on the market.) It also has involved those #@#$% 2-year molars, which means no one is sleeping. Read more →
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