My cervix has to do five things: it has to come forward, it has to shorten, it has to soften, it has to thin out, it has to open. - Annie Enright,Making babies.
low(verb)
babygro as in onesie.
low(verb)
babygro as in onesie.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
In a tunnel
A while ago the receptionist mentioned that the company had a Mother room. I didnt care to ask where. I guessed where it might be.
Today my friends took me to a section where food is sold by Honor system. I have been there before but today I was going by a different way. In all the simplification that our brain does so things fit into it, it seemed impossible that the way we were taking would take us to the food. after many turns in the narrow tunnely way, I spotted a Mother's room on the left. But it has only one desk. Mothers dont fight!!
Today my friends took me to a section where food is sold by Honor system. I have been there before but today I was going by a different way. In all the simplification that our brain does so things fit into it, it seemed impossible that the way we were taking would take us to the food. after many turns in the narrow tunnely way, I spotted a Mother's room on the left. But it has only one desk. Mothers dont fight!!
Still Eureka
There's lesser water
for the baby
in the bath tub.
Last time I just noted
This time I thought
of the displaced water
and the growing baby
and Archimedes
Eureka
with no half-naked
running
**********
Safety 1st bath tub has a warning that it is to be used only till the baby is 6 months old. But by then, when the baby is placed in the tub, no water will stay behind.
for the baby
in the bath tub.
Last time I just noted
This time I thought
of the displaced water
and the growing baby
and Archimedes
Eureka
with no half-naked
running
**********
Safety 1st bath tub has a warning that it is to be used only till the baby is 6 months old. But by then, when the baby is placed in the tub, no water will stay behind.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Market ahead of customer
Pediatrician asked us not to use any gels for teething. We told her we didnt even know that such things existed.
Today my friend asked me what do babies think about?
Today my friend asked me what do babies think about?
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Partying with baby
With a sleeping baby, waiting for her to wake up, so she can be bathed and then go to a party, is like waiting at the running track for the gun to go.
At the party, seated next to a mom with baby, I asked if I could hold the baby. The mom said that they just came from a trip and the baby is cranky from the ride.
I forwarded my hand, the baby held it. And then, she touched my arms and my mouth. I imagined my baby doing that. That transmission of presence and awareness.
Mothers were talking about how from their and other's experiences if they shifted to teaching the babies eat on the high chair, neither would they eat by themselves properly nor let their moms feed them. With independence comes the choice to not eat.
A mom believed that children grow faster when grandparents are around to love them.
My baby quietly performed artwork in the diaper. I have seen that at parties, parents take turns eating so the other can watch the baby. Suddenly when asked to eat, I realised I was very hungry. Lying on a sofa, she found a green chunni interesting to watch and she tried to get the owner into conversation. When we realised that the baby hadnt asked for a feeding in a while, we knew that our stay had to be wrapped up. Before we were about to leave, our friend informed us that we left the lights on. While getting out of the car, what seemed like a crack was actually a bird's diaper art. My bell didnt ring then that the light was on.
A tradition: Putting sacred bottus to a well. And then pouring some water into the well, paying obeisance to the water god, so that the baby is not afflicted with any water borne problems. If there is no well nearby, a bucket of water can be substituted for the well.
An elderly lady wrote a song for the kid's cradle ceremony. I caught 'health and wealth' of the lyrics while concentrating on how best to cleanup the diaper art.
At the party, seated next to a mom with baby, I asked if I could hold the baby. The mom said that they just came from a trip and the baby is cranky from the ride.
I forwarded my hand, the baby held it. And then, she touched my arms and my mouth. I imagined my baby doing that. That transmission of presence and awareness.
Mothers were talking about how from their and other's experiences if they shifted to teaching the babies eat on the high chair, neither would they eat by themselves properly nor let their moms feed them. With independence comes the choice to not eat.
A mom believed that children grow faster when grandparents are around to love them.
My baby quietly performed artwork in the diaper. I have seen that at parties, parents take turns eating so the other can watch the baby. Suddenly when asked to eat, I realised I was very hungry. Lying on a sofa, she found a green chunni interesting to watch and she tried to get the owner into conversation. When we realised that the baby hadnt asked for a feeding in a while, we knew that our stay had to be wrapped up. Before we were about to leave, our friend informed us that we left the lights on. While getting out of the car, what seemed like a crack was actually a bird's diaper art. My bell didnt ring then that the light was on.
A tradition: Putting sacred bottus to a well. And then pouring some water into the well, paying obeisance to the water god, so that the baby is not afflicted with any water borne problems. If there is no well nearby, a bucket of water can be substituted for the well.
An elderly lady wrote a song for the kid's cradle ceremony. I caught 'health and wealth' of the lyrics while concentrating on how best to cleanup the diaper art.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
A baby's hour
For the first time, I am alone with my baby. Better put, I am together with my baby apart for the few minutes during the hospital stay when Papa was away hunting food for the ever hungry Mama.
Having just had some pumped milk, she lay in her play gym but had the 'I am alone. Tiramisu' look. When I picked her up, she wanted power snack. An hour now. At first she co-read Apron Anxiety with me for twenty minutes or so leaning against me in a sofa with my left hand for her head support.
Then I looked to play activities for help. Its hard to do the 'open, close them' with fingers as the baby likes to keep them closed but enjoys clapping or should I call it half-clapping. I couldnt find the puppets.
We then did some exercise together, kissing baby with push ups, squats with the baby. Her favourite is lifted up and down on my knees for an exercise beat.
I tried to engage in some colors and forms. 40 min into our 'our time' it seemed like nap is a great idea. I aided the baby with pats on the back. From my view, I thought the baby was awake looking at a flashing light. Few minutes later, I found the baby asleep.
And we forgot to count the minesweeping of diaper activities.
Having just had some pumped milk, she lay in her play gym but had the 'I am alone. Tiramisu' look. When I picked her up, she wanted power snack. An hour now. At first she co-read Apron Anxiety with me for twenty minutes or so leaning against me in a sofa with my left hand for her head support.
Then I looked to play activities for help. Its hard to do the 'open, close them' with fingers as the baby likes to keep them closed but enjoys clapping or should I call it half-clapping. I couldnt find the puppets.
We then did some exercise together, kissing baby with push ups, squats with the baby. Her favourite is lifted up and down on my knees for an exercise beat.
I tried to engage in some colors and forms. 40 min into our 'our time' it seemed like nap is a great idea. I aided the baby with pats on the back. From my view, I thought the baby was awake looking at a flashing light. Few minutes later, I found the baby asleep.
And we forgot to count the minesweeping of diaper activities.
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