This seems to be a common theme with babies and toddlers. Here are a few things I’ve learned in the past couple of months.
- Your food will never again be yours. You will share everything you have only because your baby wants it simply because you have it.
- First you can’t eat because your baby is screaming for your attention. Then you can’t eat because your baby is screaming for her own. Finally, it gets to the point that you can’t eat because your baby is screaming for your food.
- Eat the same thing as your baby. Unless you like sharing most of your meal or you don’t want to eat it.
A mother has a super-nose that can smell a poopy diaper from yards away. Truly.
Why would you give your child something that you wouldn’t even eat?
Now don’t get me wrong, I prefer not to eat brussel-sprouts, however, I wouldn’t stop Mila from eating them – or anything that was good for her. However, when it comes to processed foods, I’m not a fan. I prefer to give my child foods that I prepare fresh whenever possible.
I was given a few containers of toddler prepared meals* and thought, oh what the heck, let’s try it. Mila wouldn’t touch it. She turned her head and yelled, “no-no-no!” So, I gave it a shot. Wow. It’s gross!
*Really, how can this food be any good when it’s sitting on a shelf for who-knows-how-long AND doesn’t need refrigeration?!
(And no, I don’t mean those crazy kids from the 90s that wore their clothes backwards…)
You will at some point put your daughter’s shoes on backwards…and not notice.
For me, this happened a few weeks ago and Dan noticed. Whoops! Then I did it again the other day. We were in a store when Mila decided she no longer wanted her shoes. Ok, no big deal, she’s in the shopping cart. As we are checking out, I put her shoes back on, loaded the cart and walked outside. This is what I found right before I got to the car:
January 31, 2013.
16 and a half months.
Now how many people were in line behind me, laughing?
The other day I fell over a baby gate attempting to climb over it and get into the next room. Yup, smack! Right on my knees. I assure you it was no laughing matter, however it must have looked great because my cousin wouldn’t stop laughing.
Since my knees are now all beat up, I notice every time I use them or am on them: giving Mila a bath, rocking her to sleep, sitting her on my lap and trott-trott-trotting, crawling on the floor chasing her, kneeling down to play with her, and so on, you get the picture.
I can’t tell you how many times I blamed “baby brain” and really knew better.
It took me a little while, (read: few months), to correct this one:
I would come out of a store with a cart full of groceries and a little baby girl. I would immediately put Mila into the car, in her car seat and finish loading the groceries into the trunk. When I was finished, I’d stare at the cart, thinking, Crap I don’t want to leave Mila sitting there to put this in the cart return. Oh well, I’ll just leave it here. And then I would feel so guilty for just leaving a cart between cars. Oh well, my baby was more important!
Um, yeah. This is an easy one for a person thinking straight: put the groceries away, roll the cart to the return, carry baby back to the car. I felt so stupid when I realized.
March 4, 2012.
7 months, 3 weeks.
I wrote this back in October 2012. Sometimes it takes me a while to get things posted onto the blog.
I remember when Mila was in her early weeks or months of life when my husband made the comment, “I can’t wait for Mila to walk and talk”, to which I quickly replied, “why, so she never slows down and won’t shut up?” It was a joke for a while.
I can understand where he was coming from — you want your baby to be able to communicate with you and verbalize when something is wrong. Was he really in such a rush to change our conversations into a spelling bee? Between the both of us, we won’t know what the heck the other is saying, (we’re both not-so-great spellers)!
This is the first year we celebrated Three Kings Day with Mila. As a matter of fact, I can’t remember the last time I celebrated Three Kings Day. I was probably a little one.
I had purchased a Dora DVD that explains Three Kings Day, however I really don’t think Mila understands quite yet. We didn’t do the traditional things, like putting grass and water out for the camels, that I had done when I was a kid. We just kept the tree up and held three presents aside for Mila to open.
And of course, Mila had a blast opening more presents.
January 6, 2013 – not quite 18 months.
You know just how clean your floors are by the bottom of your toddler’s socks.
Babies will try to fit into small things if they think it’ll be fun.
September 21, 2012
14 months, 1 week.
And I couldn’t help but to post this.