Here's a pic of someone amusing himself, drawing a picture. On its completion he said "can you get this hung in the art gallery, mum? person X got their pictures in the art gallery". All I could do was sigh heavily, as I do at the mention of the names of the "friend"...D has a really good friend, but they're not in the same class this year. His mum and i are going to agitate to have them reunited next year. He claims his new teacher is good, but I haven't met her yet, as D was at his dad's untik today, and the Beloved dropped him at school and my mum picked him up while I was at the physio....
In Erik news, we finally caved and bought him a dummy ("pacifier" for the US readers). It seems to help him sleep when he's overtired or is colicky. One of the clinic nurses had said that sucking can help move gut problems along, but she didn't specifically mention dummies.. Still, if it gets him some sleep and us a break it's OK. I still feel bad about it. I am a dummy nazi. I refer to it as 'the plug', and try to save it for emergencies as a last resort. See, I'm still justifying it. I really hate them. He gets this kind of dead look in his eyes when he's sucking it, just before he passes out. I want him to find his thumb and be done with it. I sucked my thumb for years, and it was great, very comforting. I'd rather have him suck something warm and alive than a piece of silicone. Sigh I guess I'm just lacking in confidence with my parenting right now. It will get better (my latest mantra).
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Muddling through the newborn weeks...
6 comments:
Oh man, that is the story of my parenting life: starting out full of ideals & principles (such as no pacifiers or, er, dummies) and discarding them one after another as nothing turns out as planned. :-P
Yeah, I know. It's so frustrating, 'cos I'm so opposed to it, but it's that or go mad really. I such a stickler for my own rules, but as we know, it doesn't work. I can't 'demand feed' Erik as he screams and projectile vomits if I let him at the boob too often.
wow. Sounds like parenting is a stressful thing. I guess you just gotta try to do the right thing, but be open to changing your mind on what is right. And ... BE EASY ON YOURSELF! xx
Hey Dahna! Thanks, you're right, and that last bit is the thing I find hardest, i don't want to screw it up.
I've never heard them called dummies before.
I think sometimes in life we just have to accept that we're going to redefine our own rules partway through. It's good to be flexible...not that you have much of a choice when you're a mum!
Jay, that's mostly what we call them here, that or 'soothers'. Flexibility is a good thing, but I need to remember it!
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