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Madeleine’s laughing now, and it’s music to my ears. She’s mastered the single laugh – a short bark or scream being forced out of her tummy. But she’s working hard on her running laugh, and it’s like a happy squeal tripping down the stairs. I didn’t realize laughing was a skill that had to be developed, but I’m so happy she’s so very eager to learn.
A Mommy Milestone
I believe I can officially call myself a mommy now. I managed to make an entire pot of Kraft Mac N Cheese one-handed, while never putting down my three month old. As I stood there stirring, my left arm (and let’s be honest, some of my pants) dripping with pre-teething drool while Madeleine happily chomped on my shoulder, was I grossed out and unable to eat? Was I embarrassed by the mess she made? Heck, no. I was simply grateful she was entertaining herself and not fussing. And on a side note, I think I could hear my new Copper-core All-Clad pot (a recent family gift) sneering at me while I poured in the blue box. Ah, how the mighty have fallen.
Discretion, Don't Be a Stranger
I’d like to talk about the country all parents dread; the place no one will admit to visiting but where all strangers seem to be from – the Land of Uninvited Opinions.
When I was pregnant, I felt as if the sign around my neck reading, “Please tell me your birth story” was dwarfed only by the one hanging over my expanded rear proclaiming, “Please comment on the way my body looks.” Here’s a sampling of actual comments by actual acquaintances (though obviously, not good friends!):Snug As a Bug
In the middle of the night Wednesday, I woke up and thought sleepily, “Hmm, it’s a bit chilly, I’ll just pull up my cozy down comforter.” I snuggled deeper and started to drift back to sleep, only to bolt straight up with the realization that Madeleine has no down comforter! And if she did, she wouldn’t be able to pull it up! And to top it all off, we’ve got the fan blowing in her room for white noise! I AM SUCH A BAD MOTHER! And here’s the worst part – I actually thought about leaving her as is, for fear of waking her up. I know you’ve been there.
Class Reunion
We had our Lamaze class reunion last night. How weird and wonderful it was to see all the women post-pregnancy! It was like meeting someone you already knew for the first time, if that makes sense. We sat in a circle of our nine couples, and each woman told her birth story. What a room full of miracles.
Holy Grail (holder)
Stroller envy is not a pretty thing.
Cupholder envy is even worse.
Our good friends Matt and Sandra lent us their infant car seat and stroller base so we wouldn’t need to spend money on yet another piece of baby gear. The stroller base had a cupholder attached to it, but I didn’t think much about it until I started getting inquiries from parents on the street. “Nice cupholder,” they’d say wistfully. “Where’d you get it?” I’d always have to apologize and explain it was a loaner with no written history. I didn’t get what the big deal was until it was gone.
Mommy Amnesia
I have a distinct memory of standing over my screaming daughter lying on her changing table at, say, 5 weeks old, and vowing to myself that I'd NEVER forget how hard it was. I couldnt imagine a time when Id look back with a dreamy smile on my face and say, Her first three months? She was pretty great very calm and easy, really.