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7 Essential Items for the New Parent

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Becoming a parent for the first time, we are inundated with a list of must haves from friends, family and even the media. I wanted to compile a list of things that were life savers for our family with both of our children. These items may or may not be the same hot items you would list as your favorite Mommy picks, but they sure are mine! I’d love to get feedback from other Moms on their fav’s. Please leave a comment and share your favorite baby essentials!

1. A Nursing Pillow. Most women I know that chose to breast-feed their child found this to be so much easier on their back. A good firm nursing pillow allows you to feed your child by bringing him/her close to your body, easily. When you add up the endless hours you devote to this portion of childcare, you’ll be glad to have a couple of these in the house. One on each floor is ideal.

2. A Bouncy Chair. Perfect for those times when you have to pop into the kitchen or bathroom for a couple minutes and need somewhere portable to just “put” baby. Also a great way to settle a fussy little one! Ours has a vibrate function which seems to lull babies to sleep in minutes.

3. A Baby Swing. I found this to be more useful with our son than with our daughter, but none-the-less a must-have item. Liam would sleep in the swing when nothing else worked. In the early days of exhaustion (um, my second child is five months old now, and I am *still* exhausted, but anyhow…) there were times this was a lifesaver.

4. Exersaucer. These great little devices once again allow baby to be independent and upright, but have nifty little toys built right into the tray! A great place for baby to play when they are starting to outgrow the bouncy chair, but not yet able to sit unassisted. We use ours a lot with our daughter, mainly because laying her on the floor when our toddler is running around would surely spell disaster. This way, she can interact with him from a safer place!

5. A “Nipple Ball” (pictured above) We don’t know what this thing is really called, but that is what we call it in our house. It is a little yellow ball that I picked up from our local baby store for about 6 bucks, that is covered in “nipples.” No matter which way a teething baby with limited hand control turns it, they can still get one of the “nipples” into their mouth. I could kiss whoever designed this thing!

6. A Snuggly. We bought the “Baby Bjorn” variety and is it ever great! Stuart is the designated”baby-wearer”over here. I figure that I had to carry our children for 9 months each, so the snuggly is his opportunity to do his share of the carrying! We also bought a back pack for walks, hikes, trips to the Farmer’s Market…etc. and again, it is a simply wonderful invention. I think kids like to be up high so that they can see everything that is going on in their world :-)

7. Rangehood Fan. Yes folks, you are reading this right. For some reason, the white noise produced by the range hood fan in our kitchen settles fussy babies. Liam had a few months of painful gassy tummy, and the fan worked when nothing else would! The best part is, you already have this in your house! I thought perhaps that I just had weird kids, but we tried this theory out on other people’s children, and the fan always has the same calming affect!

There is nothing *easy* about becoming a parent. The sleep deprivation, lack of spare time, constant feedings, bum changes, crying…the list goes on and on. However, rest assured, these moments will pass so quickly, and you will one day long for this precious time once more.

Here’s hoping that some of the suggestions here help you to transition into the world of parenthood as smoothly as possible!

Too Much of a Good Thing?

I went out for coffee with friends this evening, and while I did have a great time, I am now wishing that I had made a different choice of beverage.  Because I now have two children to care for, I am reminded why it is a bad idea to drink coffee in the evening (as it is, I will be up all night feeding my daughter) Here it is 10:02, and both of my children are fast asleep.  I should be doing the same thing, but instead I am wide awake with no signs that sleep is imminent.  Still, considering that it was my first coffee of the day, it was almost worth it…

It’s funny how the late nights of my youth (when 3 a.m. wasn’t an unusual bedtime) have been replaced with evenings when 10:00 is a really late bedtime.  Perspectives sure change when we become parents.  Nothing prepares you for that, yet, nothing in the world would ever make you want to return to your life before having children.

So, I guess the next time I do a coffee night out with the girls, I will try to remember that perhaps an herbal tea, or milk steamer would be a more sensible choice.  After all, I am a Mom now, and doesn’t Mom know best?!? :-D

Countdown to Baby…

At 36 weeks into the pregnancy, I have officially reached the “tired of being pregnant, please get this baby out, and let me have my body back” stage. Then again, I will be sharing my body for the next year or so while I nurse, so in that regard, I still have a ways to go yet. The nesting instinct has begun, and in my spare time I am trying desperately to get all of the last minute household jobs completed before the big event unfolds.

I am not exactly sure how one goes about preparing their child for the arrival of a new sibling. Liam is a pretty easy going little guy, and we hope this will mean that the transition to sibling instead of “center of Mommy and Daddy’s universe” isn’t as difficult on him as some children find it. We have told Liam that the baby is living in Mommy’s tummy and that she is coming out soon, and he actually seems to understand (sort of)

In terms of preparing ourselves, well, all we can do is brace for impact and hope for the support of family and friends while we undero this major adjustment. I know we are about to enter what will probably be remembered as some of the most challenging days, months and possibly years of our lives, but I think we are as ready as we’ll ever be.

I stumbled upon this wonderful quote on parenthood tonight. It pretty much sums up my feelings for Liam and I am quite sure it will do the same for our new baby as well.

“Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body” ~Elizabeth Stone

Shutter Bug

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Vacuuming 101

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I truly believe that toddlers are the reason that mankind invented the vacuum!

Today was one of those days that I wish I could just “re-do.” Liam is getting more and more adventuresome and curious each day, and made his “Dennis the Menace” debut today by getting into everything possible, rattling my nerves, keeping me hopping, and trying my patience as a still relatively new Mom.

It all began this morning with a huge crash, when he pulled an entire box of beads to the floor, scattering the tiny fragments of glass in all directions. Incidentally, minutes earlier, I had just finished sorting through the beads, removing the broken ones. I brought the vacuum out after picking up most of the beads (and pieces of new broken ones) to ensure that I got any sharp bits remaining on the floor.

Later, as I was loading the dishwasher, I gave Liam a wire whisk to amuse himself with. No sooner had I turned around to complete my chore, Liam had taken the implement, and begun to dig through the dirt of one of my large floor plants. For the second time today, the vacuum made its appearance.

In a household with three resident cats, Liam’s curiousity often gets the better of him, and he likes to investigate our feline companions close-up. Two out of three are *fairly* good natured about his antics, mind you there has been the occasional scratch. Our oldest cat Beatrice, is however not such a good sport. Liam had cornered her in the Livingroom, and when I heard hissing, I came dashing in just in time to spare his little hands from a potential attack! He was trying to feed her a cookie…Where is that vacuum again?

I thought that Liam had gotten into just about everything possible, until the very end of the day when he discovered how much fun it is to shred toilet paper all over the bathroom floor. I was again, glad that the vacuum was near-by…

Days like today, I am so relieved to see my husband walk through the front door. Not that I am not normally happy with his arrival home, but days like today, I feel the need for extra “back-up” reinforcements!

The vacuum still sits in the hall, waiting to be put back into the garage. I know it will be out again tomorrow, as more cookies are crumbled, there are more spills and shreds of this and that on the floors. Maybe I should just incorporate it into part of our livingroom furniture…it would make an intersting coffee table afterall, and if not the most attractive of coffee tables, at least a very functional one in our house!

Proceed With Caution

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Illness sure has taken it’s toll on the Robertson household this week! First, our Son Liam was sick on Thursday and Friday. Two days later it was my turn, and I still find myself feeling somewhat unwell while I recover and avoid certain foods. I know Butter Chicken and other curries will not be on my wish list for a long time! My husband Stuart is still recovering as well, feeling very weak and shaky, but currently in the best place he can be…bed.

It amazes me when we are sick, how we automatically revert back to our childhood patterns, longing for someone to care for us. While at my worst, all I wanted was comforting, crackers and for someone to rub my back. In reality, my husband had to provide the majority of his care to our son, during the worst of my illness and I was able to cope on my own, and the same can be said for him. I am thankful that our illnesses were not at exactly the same time, or I really don’t know what we would have done.

Many things change when you become a parent. That’s obvious, I know, but some of the little things are the ones that you really aren’t ready for, and perhaps never can be. One of the biggest changes I have noted since my recent “parenting journey” began is this:

“Parents simply cannot get sick!”

As we proceed with caution into the upcoming days, I pray for healing and strength in our house. I hope to get the housework back in order, hot meals prepared, and I also hope that we did not “share” any of our germs with friends in the past week, before we knew that we were about to be ambushed by this horrible affliction!

This parenting business sure does take energy…I am glad that mine is finally starting to return. I really have missed it!

Wild Washerwoman

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While I do have a washer, dryer and other modern conveniences that prevent me from having to do my laundry by beating the clothes on a rock, today I felt like a Wild Washerwoman. I have never in my life done so many loads of laundry in one day! I will surely swoon at the sight of our next hydro bill. In no way am I exaggerating when I say that I did at least 12 loads! The reason you ask…? Liam was very sick last night, and barfed on pretty much everything in the upstairs of our house (my husband and myself included…several times each!) The poor little guy had his 12 month shots (a bit late mind you) yesterday, and evidently he didn’t react very well to them. This was the first real experience either Stuart or I has had in taking care of a very sick little person, and it was one of the scariest evenings of our lives! Without going into graphic detail, I simply could not believe how much *stuff* came out of his little tummy! We rocked him, talked in hushed voices, offered sips of water, and eventually, called Telehealth Ontario for advice. It really is horrible to watch your child in such distress, knowing that besides providing comfort, there really isn’t a lot you can do for them.

I am however, happy to report that Liam is feeling much better today, and while I don’t think he is 100% quite yet, he played happily this morning and I was able to take him on a short outing this afternoon.

But, they say when life gives you lemons, make lemonade, so on a positive note, I have gotten an early start on my spring cleaning! All of the bedding from the pillow-top, to sheets, to duvet and covers all got a thorough washing today! Again, here I am talking about spring…wishful thinking or what!

Waiting For “Dada”

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I am convinced that babies can tell time. Well, at least mine seems to be able to, for each day at around 4 o’clock, Liam starts asking for “Dada.” Normally, Stuart arrives home from the University at about 5, and on most days, I try to make sure we are waiting for him at the front window. While we wait, Liam fumbles with the curtains, we sing songs, he babbles and he says “Dada” a lot. He fixates on any person, male or female, who passes our house, staring intently as they approach, making sure to study every feature…he doesn’t want to miss a thing, especially when it comes to one particular person.

When Stuart finally comes into view, Liam’s little mouth forms into the biggest smile. He exclaims “Dada” proudly, as if to say, “see Mom, I told you he was coming home.” Stuart pauses on the front walk, waves at our son, and makes a silly face. As he comes through the front door, Liam is laughing and smiling and hoping for a cuddle. Stuart is welcomed home in the most sincere way.

Although I will readily admit that parenting sure does have it’s up’s and down’s, I know this moment of each day is a highlight for my son and especially my husband. On any given day I could clean the house from top to bottom, light candles, play Stuart’s favorite CD and cook a fancy dinner for his home-coming. But all of these things seem so insignificant in comparison to the simple welcome that Stuart gets from our child. What a wonderful feeling to come home to.

You Know You’re a Parent When…

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You hum the plink-plunky melody of your child’s favorite wind up toy in the grocery store line-up.

Your idea of a fun outing includes going for milk at the local corner store, and a stop at the Instant Teller.

A late night for you is 10:00 p.m.

When you reach your hand into the bedside table to find your hand lotion, all you can find is diaper rash cream.

You only have 3 loads of laundry to do today!

You haven’t been to the movies in over a year, and cannot remember the last movie you even watched.

Every book you have read in this past year has chapters including: sleep, feeding and nutrition, growth and development and learning.

You have no problem smelling someone else’s bottom.

The channel you watch most is Treehouse T.V.

You long to drive a mini-van.

You have a cupboard in your kitchen that is entirely full of tupperware, and easily accessible to any person under 3 feet tall.

Your relaxing bath ritual has been replaced by bathing your toddler, who delights in splashing so much water on you, that you need to change your clothes afterwards.

At any given moment, the CD in you stereo might be a)David Bowie b)Sharon, Lois and Bram or c)Broken

There is nothing breakable within 3 feet of the ground in every room in your home.

And…

You *definitely* know you’re a parent when every time you hear your child say “Mama,” it is the best feeling in the world :-D

Move Over Elaine Benes!

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After dinner tonight, Liam was a bit on the fussy side. I suggested to my husband that he put on some music, as Liam might enjoy some “dancing” time. I am still not sure if what he does constitutes dancing, but I guess for a little one his age it is as close as you can get.

I came into the livingroom, and found Stuart sitting on the floor bopping along to the rhythm of the Beatles “Octopus’ Garden,” while Liam, flailing his arms, and doing deep knee bends, while turning in circles, made sure to stay close to the stereo. As fourteen-month-olds go, I think ours is a pretty good dancer…move over Elaine Benes!