There's nothing quite like a baby to melt away the stresses of the day . . .
Even if that baby is one of the stresses of the day. Everyone asks me if he's a "good baby" and I really want clarification. What is a good baby? I mean, he does everything a baby should. He eats; he sleeps; he poops; he cries. In fact, he cries a lot . . . almost any time he is not being held.
It makes it hard to get much of anything done. But then, I'd prefer holding a baby over dishes, anyway. After all, it isn't just doting grandmotherly types who have a fixation on counting baby toes.
My little Mouse too has noticed the calming effects of sleeping babies. I don't remember what she was upset about.
But then, neither does she. A testament to the calming effects of a small baby sleeping contentedly in your arms. As is the flicker of a smile.
So I ask, is he a good baby? Even with five loads of laundry to be folded because he doesn't want to be laid down?
Even if that baby is one of the stresses of the day. Everyone asks me if he's a "good baby" and I really want clarification. What is a good baby? I mean, he does everything a baby should. He eats; he sleeps; he poops; he cries. In fact, he cries a lot . . . almost any time he is not being held.
It makes it hard to get much of anything done. But then, I'd prefer holding a baby over dishes, anyway. After all, it isn't just doting grandmotherly types who have a fixation on counting baby toes.
My little Mouse too has noticed the calming effects of sleeping babies. I don't remember what she was upset about.
But then, neither does she. A testament to the calming effects of a small baby sleeping contentedly in your arms. As is the flicker of a smile.
So I ask, is he a good baby? Even with five loads of laundry to be folded because he doesn't want to be laid down?
