Yummy Food
Mmm. I just ate a cheddar cheese and garlic sandwich on buttered 7 grain bread.
Shoosh, it was yummy.
Ethan's doing well, by the way. He's gaining weight very nicely on his yummy food, a.k.a. la leche, leche materna, mommy milk, or as some close friends of mine tell their children, "he gets ninny, too!"
He weighs a little over six pounds now, and is starting to act like a big boy. Before, he was very sleepy, and when he was awake, would only stare at you and watch you. Now that he's finally about 41 weeks from conception, he's starting to be very interested in his hands. He stays awake much longer after feedings, and he responds to visual stimulation (Mommy's face, Daddy's beard, the ceiling fan) more. He loves to cuddle, too.
Ethan sleeps in our bed. We have pretty much given up on the crib. Charlie brought him to bed with us the first night home to comfort him, and that's where he's slept almost ever since. He occasionally naps in his crib, but have you ever felt a crib mattress? I wouldn't want to sleep there either, once I'd gotten to sleep on a comfy mattress snuggled next to a warm Mommy or Daddy. Also, rolling over to feed him in the middle of the night is much more expedient than getting up, and I can usually get him before he starts screaming.
I was comforted to find out, when Charlie and I were trying to conceive, that he came from a family that believes in attachment parenting. No, I don't necessarily mean that Lori constantly held her children. What I mean is that she incorporated them into her lifestyle, up in her arms where they would learn and be nurtured, rather than leaving them in another room. She also brought the babies to bed after the first couple of children, because she realized the logic behind energy conservation and happy children.
I hold my baby. I like to hold my baby. I will hold my baby as often as I like. I am tired of people telling me that I will spoil my infant son if I hold him too much. They can go fly a kite. You can't spoil an infant, it's impossible. Right now, Ethan needs me. Children who are held feel more secure and actually cry LESS than babies who are left to "cry it out" in their cribs. Whenever someone admonishes me about holding him too much, I show them how cool it is to have him wrapped to my chest. Why? Because they suddenly wish that they had thought of it first. After all, doesn't everyone want a happy baby AND two free hands?
Okay, I'm finished now. I just knew it had been a while since I updated.
I'm going to go to sleep before the next feeding comes around.
Love,
Jeans
Shoosh, it was yummy.
Ethan's doing well, by the way. He's gaining weight very nicely on his yummy food, a.k.a. la leche, leche materna, mommy milk, or as some close friends of mine tell their children, "he gets ninny, too!"
He weighs a little over six pounds now, and is starting to act like a big boy. Before, he was very sleepy, and when he was awake, would only stare at you and watch you. Now that he's finally about 41 weeks from conception, he's starting to be very interested in his hands. He stays awake much longer after feedings, and he responds to visual stimulation (Mommy's face, Daddy's beard, the ceiling fan) more. He loves to cuddle, too.
Ethan sleeps in our bed. We have pretty much given up on the crib. Charlie brought him to bed with us the first night home to comfort him, and that's where he's slept almost ever since. He occasionally naps in his crib, but have you ever felt a crib mattress? I wouldn't want to sleep there either, once I'd gotten to sleep on a comfy mattress snuggled next to a warm Mommy or Daddy. Also, rolling over to feed him in the middle of the night is much more expedient than getting up, and I can usually get him before he starts screaming.
I was comforted to find out, when Charlie and I were trying to conceive, that he came from a family that believes in attachment parenting. No, I don't necessarily mean that Lori constantly held her children. What I mean is that she incorporated them into her lifestyle, up in her arms where they would learn and be nurtured, rather than leaving them in another room. She also brought the babies to bed after the first couple of children, because she realized the logic behind energy conservation and happy children.
I hold my baby. I like to hold my baby. I will hold my baby as often as I like. I am tired of people telling me that I will spoil my infant son if I hold him too much. They can go fly a kite. You can't spoil an infant, it's impossible. Right now, Ethan needs me. Children who are held feel more secure and actually cry LESS than babies who are left to "cry it out" in their cribs. Whenever someone admonishes me about holding him too much, I show them how cool it is to have him wrapped to my chest. Why? Because they suddenly wish that they had thought of it first. After all, doesn't everyone want a happy baby AND two free hands?
Okay, I'm finished now. I just knew it had been a while since I updated.
I'm going to go to sleep before the next feeding comes around.
Love,
Jeans