Initially this may not seem like a big deal, but for me it's a tragic fact of motherhood. I don't smoke; I don't drink alcohol; I've given up caffeine (mostly); I've seriously cut back on the sugar. The only culinary pleasure (if you could call it that) is a big, wonderful glass of chocolate milk to start and end my day. Whatever will I do?
This is what I have done:
It's a HUGE sacrifice... but one I am willing to make for the sake of my baby's tummy and my sanity. It's thin, like water, and it has a funny after-taste. But, it does sort of resemble real chocolate milk... after you add a little extra Hershey's syrup.
Revelation #2. Despite my best efforts and an arsenal of binkies of various shapes & sizes, my son is a thumb sucker. I give you exhibits A, B & C:
Notice that it's always the right thumb? I have tried & tried to get him to stop, but he persists. He'll take a binky when offered, but ejects it (usually shooting it across the room) at first chance. And, he slips that little thumb in when he thinks I'm not looking. I keep hearing these suspicious little slurping noises coming from his cradle in the middle of the night. Sneaky.
The reason I am troubled by this (& would prefer that he take the binky exclusively) is that I can take the binky away in a year or two. I can't take his thumbs away, ever. Argh... I think this is a battle I can't win.
Revelation #3. When not sucking his thumb, the baby still likes to be wrapped up like a cute little sausage.
Ty gave up (actually, rebelled against) being swaddled at the ripe old age of 3 weeks. Riley would hang out in this thing all day if we let him. He can be crying and fussing and so tired he can barely keep his eyes open. The minute you tuck his feet into the swaddler, he gets real still, puts his hands down, and sometimes gives us this ENORMOUS grin. The downside? He's about to outgrow this one, and I'm going to have to hunt down another one in a bigger size. I hope he doesn't still need this kind of wrapping when he's 30.
Revelation #4. I may actually have the cutest kids on the planet. I know, I know... those of you who know and love the kids in your life will disagree... I admit that I am completely biased. On this issue I cannot be objective. At. All. What mother could? Don't you just love it when you're with your kids/grandkids/nieces/nephews/etc. and you are suddenly struck with the sheer adorableness of them and you realize that you love them so much you could just hug them until you squish them? (Disclaimer: we here at KeowdieKnits do not now, have not ever, and will not ever, condone the practice of kid-squishing. We do not actually engage in kid squishing. ever. We just want to.)
I do have knitting content to share. Unfortunately, it's in my iPhone & I haven't figured out how to get those pictures into my laptop. I really should figure that out. Soon.