17 different women, 36 crazy children, 0 babies in utero
Adventures, Advice and Questions from a group of Mormon women who met in Queens, NY and have now scattered all over the place.
Monday, January 02, 2006
You know you are too busy blogging when...
Yup, I had always wondered how babies fell asleep in their high chairs...I guess all those moms are blogging too. "What kind of a mother leaves their baby unattended in a high chair long enough that they fall asleep?" was the kind of person I USED to be, until I had this baby #2. I swear, she has nine lives. In one week the child had I think a half a dozen near death experiences if not more. Just today she ate peanut butter (at 8 months...thank you baby #1) and appeared to be choking on a toy but turns out it was invisible or I will find it in her poo in a few days. Thankfully Dad was in charge for those two.
As for my mom flubs...read on:
1. Putting her on the mat in my bathroom while showering...hearing a large thud and then cry. Discvoring her sitting face down on the floor. Picking her up while still in the shower. Finishing the shower with her sitting on the FLOOR of the shower in full diaper, onesie and footsie pajamas. At least the warm water startled her out of the pain.
2. Getting halfway to Santaland and looking down at my baby who has the WORST case of double pink-eye I have ever seen. Why I didn't realize this before we left the house...I don't know...only to take her to the doctor and realize she has a fever, and an ear infection as well...and yes still has thrush....going on 6 weeks now. Your welcome every other kid who sits on THAT Santa's lap and develops all of the above.
3. Seeing her chewing when I have not given her anything to eat, and promptly removing a teeny tiny miniature strawberry shortcake brush that I am certain could have caused some serious damage if attempted to be swallowed....guess it's time to babyproof.
4. Let me think...did she fall of the bed onto the hard wood floor THIS week or was it last week?
And finally, I can barely write this, she fell out of that same high chair just a few weeks ago. No, she was not strapped in b/c I thought the bar in between her legs was sufficient. She kicked the latch open and the tray fell and it (thankfully) broke her fall. Either she has the soul of a feline or there are angels, and since I hate cats, I believe in the latter.