It’s completely amazing. He’s making eye contact. He’s smiling. He’s mellow. We took a bath. He loved it. He slept in the Moby for hours, didn’t cry when I put him in the bucket and took him to the cranial-sacral…
the grandparents (part trois) take visiting to the next level – and many other thoughts because the baby is sleeping
Yesterday was day three of the third set of grandparents a-visiting. Fortunately, Jonah was on fairly good behavior, because Scott was at work, I needed to get out for an extended pilates and bodywork session, and the GP’s agreed to…
it’s all happening on the changing table
This morning Jonah gave his opinion on how we might achieve world peace. At least I think that’s what all those coos and gurgles meant. I told him his theories were quite sound. And he smiled.
borderline
Today’s baby is fairly calm, and currently in the midst of a three-hour-plus nap. Last night was horrendous. So it goes. In a play I saw once about mental illness, one of the characters described borderline personality disorder this way:…
new day, old baby
Now we’re back to the old fussy baby who won’t sleep even when he wants to. He’s down, he’s up, he’s down, he’s up… he’s a miserable wreck. Grrrrrrrr.
new day, new baby
The baby of today bears little or no resemblance to Thursday’s child. Could you tell that yesterday’s post ended abruptly? I was going to write all about breaking down, but was too tired and broke down to tell the story.…