Nurturing by nature

Thursday, May 29, 2008

I just wanted to follow up yesterday’s Wordless Wednesday post by mentioning just how good Baby B was with Baby O over the weekend. It really was awesome to watch just how much she tried to care for him when she saw that he needed something. When she tried to touch him, it was almost always gently with just a single finger, though sometimes I had to stop her because he was fussy at the time and I didn’t want her to make it worse; if he’d been in a good mood at that time, then her touch would have been fine). She stood at his bouncer and helped bounce it manually. She stood nearby during diaper changes and handed over the diaper or the wipes. (Though just as often she took off running with the whole wipes box! 🙂 ) Several times she tried to put his pacifier in his mouth when it looked like he wanted it. (Though interestingly she never once made a move to put the pacifier in her own mouth.) I think my favorite moment, however, was when Baby O was being fed and Baby B went to another room to get a burp cloth and bring it back for Baby O. She also returned with a washcloth for him, too. She was just so eager to help and looked so incredibly proud of herself for doing so.

I was even more proud of her.


Wordless Wednesday: Why Baby B will make a great big sister one day

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

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Boston beckons

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

We had a wonderful time on our trip up north, though I’m definitely sad that it’s over and we’re back to our regularly scheduled program (though at the same time, it’s always nice to get back to the comforts of home).

We left early on Thursday morning, and our flights from Cincinnati to Atlanta and Atlanta to Manchester, NH were uneventful. Finding lunch during our layover at the Atlanta airport was nearly impossible with Baby B’s picky tastes and a limited selection of restaurants on our concourse, but we managed to get a little food in her belly. Baby B slept on the second flight, which fell during her naptime; in fact, she was zonked out before we even took off.

We arrived on time in Manchester and were greeted by Serenity and Baby O, who is just so adorable! I’ve waited a while now to get to meet him, and he lived up to my expectations. We drove back to their house and got settled, then enjoyed pizza and a nice evening unwinding, catching up, and preparing for our weekend’s adventures.

On Friday, we went to the Boston Children’s Museum, arriving around late morning. At first I was a little unsure because the museum was filled with loud, energetic schoolchildren there on field trips, and I was a little worried about Baby B handling the environment with such big kids running all around. However, we made our way to PlaySpace, which is an exhibit designed specifically for children age 0-3, and that was more her speed. There she could play with puzzles, dolls, play food, wagons, and a wooden play kitchen (among many other things), but her favorite thing was a little slide that she loved to climb up (by herself) and slide back down. I lost count of how many times she did this, but she had a blast!

After a break for lunch at a nearby cafe, we went back to the museum, which was a little quieter since the field trip kids had to make their way back to school, so we pretty much had the place to ourselves. We went to the boat exhibit, which had several water stations (including one that was perfect for little tots like Baby B) with boats and various boat-related equipment. The kids put on a vinyl smock to keep from getting wet and were allowed to play in the water stations. This was another highlight for Baby B, and she loved romping around the room in her smock just as much as playing with the boats. We had to leave shortly after this exhibit because Baby B needed a nap and we were attempting to avoid the traffic leaving the city (though that didn’t quite work because we forgot people would be leaving work early for the holiday weekend), and I’d say we ended up seeing just a third of the museum. We obviously won’t be able to get back there anytime soon, but it was a good chance for Serenity to see what a great place it’ll be to bring Baby O in a year or so. Definitely worth the cost of admission.

On Saturday was a trip to nearby Plum Island to let Baby B walk along the beach for the first time. I was unsure how she’d react to it, but as you can tell from the pictures a couple days ago, she loved every bit of it. She liked walking in the loose sand, she liked finding rocks, she liked digging, she liked trying to exfoliate her face with sand, she liked walking on the packed wet sand, and she liked wading in the water despite its cold temperature. By the time we left, she was wet and sandy nearly from head to toe, but she was blissfully happy. Unfortunately, we didn’t bring a change of clothes for her, but we were just going back to the house after the beach, so she rode back in the car in just a diaper. That’s a fun afternoon at the beach — coming home in just a diaper! 🙂

On Sunday — our last full day in town — we went into Boston and headed toward the Boston Public Garden. Sunday was an absolutely perfect day weather-wise (the whole weekend was, really), and it was especially nice weather for being in such a wonderful garden setting. We took pictures at the “Make Way for Ducklings” bronze statues, then enjoyed a snack in the grass before getting in line to ride the Swan Boats on the recommendation of some friends. I’m so glad we did that because it was a lot of fun and something that you can’t do anywhere else. Before leaving, I stopped into a bookstore and picked up a copy of “Make Way for Ducklings” since we didn’t have it. I figured what better place to buy it than there.

Unfortunately we had to leave town on Monday morning, but we had a fantastic time while on our mini-vacation. I’m so glad we got a chance to visit with Baby O, and Baby B had the opportunity to do some new things herself. Baby O did great while we were out — which was quite a bit — and I can’t wait to see him next time (whenever that may be).

Make way for ducklings (and Baby B)

Monday, May 26, 2008

This is from our trip yesterday to the Boston Public Garden, where we saw the “Make Way for Ducklings” bronze statues (pictured here) and rode on the Swan Boats.

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A few things Baby B has learned this weekend in Boston

Sunday, May 25, 2008

1. “Bye-bye” (as opposed to just the single “bye”)

2. How to climb and descend stairs. (We don’t have stairs at home.)

3. “No.” (Uh-oh! We’re in trouble now!)

Beach bum

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Here are pics from Baby B’s first time at the beach, at Plum Island. She absolutely loved it!

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Museum o’ children

Friday, May 23, 2008

We made it to Boston just fine — both flights were uneventful and landed right on time — and ventured downtown today to visit the Boston Children’s Museum with Baby B and Baby O in tow, and we really had a great afternoon. We spent most of our time in their PlaySpace, an area especially for kids 0-3 years old. There she could play among kids closer to her size as opposed to the kids on school field trips who were a little bit older, more energetic, and less careful about where they were running.

Probably Baby B’s favorite part was this playground thing that had stairs (her new favorite “toy”; we don’t have stairs at home, so she’s loved going up and down at Serenity’s house) and also a slide. She’s definitely a climber, as she quickly figured out how to climb up the slide from the bottom and then slide down that way. They also had a boat exhibit with water stations set up for the kids to play in, including one at just the right height for young toddlers. I’m so glad we ended up going there, and even though I’m sad that we don’t live here and can’t go back except during visits, it was great for Serenity to be with us so she could see just how much fun Baby O will have there, say, a year from now. I think they’ll end up having a lot of fun.

Some pics from our day at the children’s museum:

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Leeeeeeeeeeavin’ on a jetplane. I don’t know when I’ll be back again. (Okay, actually, our itinerary says Monday.)

Thursday, May 22, 2008

In another hour, we’re headed to the airport to catch a flight to the great Northeast to visit our good friend Serenity and her darling son, Baby O, for the long holiday weekend, and I can’t wait! I’ll have my laptop with us, so I’ll likely make a couple posts here and there, but in case I don’t, I didn’t want anyone to worry about us being gone.

Have a great weekend! And S–see you in about 9 1/2 hours!!

Wordless Wednesday: In a pickle

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

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Maw. MAW. MAWWW!!!

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

So, as picky as Baby B is about eating, you know what she seems to love? Raw bits of onion. This video is from last night, when we were making dinner. Baby B indicated she wanted some, and we let her try it, thinking that she’d spit it out. Well, she loved it and kept asking for more. (Incidentally, you can also hear her saying her newest word, “more,” in this video, as well as her signing it. Or rather, she sort of squeak-honks it!)

Separation nation

Monday, May 19, 2008

You know, at the time, I thought parenting a newborn/infant was very difficult at times. I had no idea how much toddlerhood would make the infant stage look simple. (Well, not really, but sometimes that’s true in comparison.) Not only do you have to take care of their daily needs, but there’s also the additional layer of making sure you don’t do something to really screw them up — more so than during the infant stage.

Our latest issue — besides the biting thing, which was an issue again at daycare on Friday — is that she’s started to hit the stranger anxiety and separation anxiety phases. I’m glad she didn’t hit them earlier like a lot of kids do, but it’s quite a drag to deal with all the same.

The stranger anxiety thing doesn’t seem to be too bad so far. As of right now, if someone besides me or The Husband is around, she’ll play a fake shy act and look at the other person skeptically. She doesn’t cry in their presence but just scrutinizes them before she’s comfortable. But usually if we give her a few minutes, she’ll be all around the room in no time acting like her usual self.

But the separation anxiety thing has gotten a bit tougher. It started within the past two weeks with Baby B throwing a fit any time The Husband would leave the room, even if she could see him. We’re talking total meltdown, even when he was gone for literally less than 30 seconds. (Though, of course, she doesn’t understand what “be right back” means.) She also started doing the thing where she stands at our feet and grabs hold of our legs for dear life. It progressed last week when she cried a couple of the mornings that The Husband dropped her off at daycare; until last week, she’d never cried at dropoff.

But last night topped it all. I went to peek in on her before I went to bed last night shortly before 11:30 p.m. Usually she’s zonked out and I can walk in and pretty much do whatever I want in the room without waking her up. When I tiptoed to her and looked over the crib rail, I saw that her eyes were open, so I tried to high-tail it out of the room, but I was unable to escape before the cries began. And boy did they begin. We tried soothing her in every way we know how, we changed her diaper, we tried letting her cry for a few minutes, we tried staying in there until (we thought) she was asleep, but nothing worked. So she cried and cried — with us checking on her and attempting to soothe her pretty often — for 2 1/2 hours. Yes, 2 1/2 hours. Actually, it was mostly The Husband who took care of this because I was about to lose my cool. She was perfectly content to lie down and try to go to sleep as long as we were in her room with her. Even if we thought she was asleep, she’d pop her eyes open and sit upright as soon as we made a move for the door. This is what leads me to believe it was a separation anxiety thing; she was fine if we were there, but would have a meltdown if we were not.

She’s pulled this little charade a couple times in the past couple weeks, but not nearly on a scale as grand as this; usually she’d calm down and go to sleep within half an hour at the most. But this 2 1/2-hour thing was quite a masterpiece. It was after 2 a.m. when she finally settled down enough to fall asleep. Thankfully she stayed asleep for the rest of the 3 1/2 hours I had left in bed, though needless to say, I’m running on fumes this morning.

Not surprisingly, she was a Super Grump this morning when we had to wake her up and get her ready for daycare. That task falls to me, and boy was it fun. I’m hoping she’ll be better after her nap today.

Girlfriend and I are going to have a nice chat this evening about why meltdowns — but specifically middle-of-the-night meltdowns — are Not Cool. It also looks like I’ve got some reading to do regarding how to deal with this separation anxiety.

UPDATE: After doing some research into this matter, we’re definitely going to abandon the tiptoeing out of her room thing, which can make the situation worse. The advice that came up most often was to tell her goodbye (which we actually already do when we put her down for the night) and reassure her that we’ll be back.  She won’t fully understand, but it’ll help her to eventually. If that doesn’t work, then we’ll try staying in the room with her until she falls asleep. According to what I read via several sources, doing this for about a week should help her get back to her normal routine. And speaking of routines, the third thing we can try is to go through part of her bedtime routine again if she wakes up in the middle of the night since toddlers are often calmed by their regular routines. At least I feel better armed to deal with this now.

Say what?

Saturday, May 17, 2008

*Baby B has understood the sign for “new diaper” for a while now, because whenever we’d sign it to her, she’d go running off to where we change diapers, ready for a new one. But today we had a breakthrough with her actually using the sign to tell us she needed a new diaper. We were at a family reunion earlier today and The Husband saw her stop cold and then start straining, which usually means she’s creating a lovely masterpiece in her diaper. She finished and then looked up at the husband and immediately signed “new diaper” without him having to ask first. Let’s hope this one continues to be used!

*We also had another breakthrough today with another sign. For the first time today, Baby B said “more” when she made the sign for it, and nearly every time (which is often! LOL). It usually comes out “MOW-wuh” but that’s definitely what she means. For some reason, it’s so weird to hear her say this since she’s been signing it for a while now. I think it’s the first sign that she’s said the real word for (though I should qualify that with the fact that we’ve only done about 4 or 5 signs total).

*Some recent new words include “wow,” “yeah,” and “yay.” (Yup, those are definitely words we say often.)

Take a bite out of todder crime

Friday, May 16, 2008

As I’ve mentioned before, Baby B is a biter. Though I’m reassured by many that this is very common and that nearly every toddler displays some sort of aggressive behavior — whether biting or hitting or scratching — in their efforts at primitive communication, this is an issue that we take very seriously. We thought we’d been doing better with her, as she hadn’t tried to bite us at home for a while. Unfortunately, the news at daycare wasn’t quite as good yesterday.

I was told by one of the teachers that Baby B successfully bit another child and also attempted to bite two other children during the day. Now the mother of the child bitten has threatened to pull their kid from the center because he or she (specific names are not named in cases like this, either to me or the other parent) was also bitten by someone else earlier in the week. What terrifies me is the thought that this parent might raise such a stink that Baby B is kicked out of the daycare, which technically they can do and I’ve seen happen there (with the toddler of one of the infant room teachers, no less, so it is clear that no favoritism is shown). I know they won’t take this action unless the situation is unresolvable, but at what point do we reach that?

This is frustrating to me because I don’t really know what we can do on our end. Because Baby B is still young, she needs to be scolded/redirected in the moment, and acting fast is crucial. So, that means her teachers need to be the ones taking care of this since it’s happening at school. If we say something to her later, after the fact, she’s not going to understand quite what we’re talking about because she doesn’t associate that earlier behavior with what we’re saying. (I mean, at least not at this point. Some day she will. But we’re dealing with now, not some day.)

One of the new toddler teachers we’re not thrilled with anyway. She seems to be more of a teacher who prefers hanging back on the sidelines instead of getting in there and involved with the kids — at least from what we’ve seen and compared to some of the other teachers we’ve been around. When a child bites another child, it requires instant action not just to tend to the one who was hurt but also to try and take care of the misbehavior. How is a teacher that comes across as a bit uninvolved going to be effective in this case? Answer: It’s not possible.

I know we need to bring this up with the director soon, but I’m afraid it’s going to come off like we’re blaming the teacher for Baby B’s behavior and not taking any responsibility ourselves. I hate it when people think it’s the daycare’s job to do all the parenting, but at the same time, I think they should shoulder some of the responsibility here because the behavior is more or less taken care of at home (except for a relapse last night, which we promptly dealt with) and the issue is with her actions while on their watch.

Picky eating I can deal with on a longer-term basis, but I hope she grows out of this biting thing very soon.

Diseases of the mom

Thursday, May 15, 2008

I’m convinced that moms are afflicted with two diseases once they reach parenthood, sadly both of which are incurable.

The first is what I call Just Wait Until Syndrome (JWUS). When I was pregnant, I saw just how rampant this disease is, as I was frequently on the receiving end of it. Just Wait Until Syndrome is when a mom who has just listened to a pregnant woman talk about some aspect of her pregnancy one-ups her with tales of how much worse it could be. “You think the swelling is bad now? Just wait until your feet look like sausages.” “You think you can’t sleep now? Just wait until the baby is here.” At the time, it annoyed the crap out of me because it felt like these moms were discounting what I was currently going through. I understood the underlying sentiment — that it could be worse and thankfully wasn’t yet — but I couldn’t help but feel a bit brushed off by it.

But something must happen in the birthing process to trigger JWUS, because several times I’ve caught myself just about to say, “Just wait until…” to friends who are pregnant — despite despising that turn of phrase when I was expecting myself. I don’t want to say it to them, but it’s uncontrollable. Thankfully I try to think about what I’m saying first before just blurting it out, but this disease has a stronghold on moms.

The other disease that moms have is When I Was Pregnant Syndrome (WIWPS). This manifests itself when a pregnant woman tells a mom something about her pregnancy and the mom responds with countless stories about her own pregnancy. I find my When I Was Pregnant Syndrome is way worse than my Just Wait Until Syndrome; I am powerless to stop this one. I didn’t want it to turn out that way. I tried to fight it. But I have succumbed. An example: A pregnant friend says, “So far I haven’t had any morning sickness!” A normal person might respond with, “That’s fantastic! Let’s hope that keeps up and you’re one of the lucky ones without it!” But a WIWPS mom says that, too, but then follows it up with, “When I was pregnant, I got morning sickness around 5 1/2 weeks along. And it wasn’t just morning sickness. It was all-day sickness. And it was horrible. I puked and puked and puked. And then some more. I was so glad when it went away. Um, you were saying?”

There is no cure to either of these problems, only the comforting thought that those pregnant women who were once the victims of these diseases will soon acquire the syndromes themselves and will understand that it’s very ingrained in moms and they’re powerless to resist it.

Wordless Wednesday: Please seat yourself

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

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The pretender

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

It’s been so fun to see Baby B’s imaginary play coming to the surface. It started a little while ago with her taking a spoon and an empty cup and pretending to feed both herself and us, complete with enthusiastic “MMMMMMM!!” sounds accompanying each bite. More recently she’s taken to “feeding” some of her stuffed toys and giving them drinks from her sippy cup.

The other day, she took a closed lotion bottle, patted the top to pretend to get some lotion, rubbed her hands together, then put the imaginary lotion on her head (like we do with her sunblock) and on The Husband’s cheeks. She doesn’t see us do a lot of cleaning around the house since we usually prefer to do that after she’s in bed, but she has started taking a washcloth and wiping her activity table from time to time. 

Even the video below with her romp around the room saying bye to everything shows a form of pretend play, as there’s pretty obviously some kind of story line she’s playing out, even if we’re not quite sure what it is! 🙂

Parting is such sweet sorr–…well, no, it’s just sweet

Monday, May 12, 2008

The setup for this video: Baby B has done this whole routine several times now right before bed. She’ll put these purses on her arm and hold it out daintily while waving her hand up and down, saying “bye” in her mysteriously acquired Southern accent. This girl cracks me up. 🙂

Word to your mother

Sunday, May 11, 2008

I’ve enjoyed a nice Mother’s Day so far. My gift from The Husband and Baby B was a nice body pillow and pillow case because, as The Husband said, sleep is very valuable this days! He gave it to me a bit early (on Friday night) so I could enjoy it all weekend, and it’s been quite nice. Last night, The Best Friend came over to babysit for the afternoon/evening so we could go to an out-of-town (and barely out-of-state) wedding. When she left, I found a note that said she and her husband got us a one-year subscription to Family Fun magazine, which I’m so excited about since it sound right up our alley. Also on Baby B’s dresser, she left a double frame with an impression of Baby B’s handprints on the left side and a photo of her on the right. We’ve never done impressions of her handprints when she was younger (though, in hindsight, I wish we had), so this really meant a lot to me. Someone is surely a one-of-a-kind friend when they come over to babysit as a favor to us and not only leaves me gifts for Mother’s Day but also brings along a few surprises she’s picked up for Baby B. I’ll tell you one thing: I cannot wait until she has a baby of her own. 🙂

I was told by The Husband that he was on child duty this morning and I could sleep however long I wanted, though I told him to come in and get me up around 11 a.m. since I really shouldn’t sleep much longer than that. Around 11:15 a.m., I was greeted by a happy-shrieking Baby B entering the room and The Husband following closely behind with a tray containing breakfast in bed. What a nice treat! 🙂 I had so much fun with Baby B before her nap; she’s been in a great mood all day long and didn’t get frustrated or throw any tantrums. We played and giggled and giggled and played. Such good times.

I could really go on and on about how thankful I am to be in a position to celebrate this holiday, but I’ll skip it for today and save that post for another day. I will say that it’s a very challenging job, but it’s one that I love. To see Baby B becoming a real person right in front of my eyes is just amazing. It’s nice to feel appreciated for what I think is a job well done.


Friday, May 9, 2008

With Mother’s Day just around the corner, our daycare celebrated the day today. There was an ice cream party at 3 p.m. today that I unfortunately was unable to attend because of work obligations, but I’m told that Baby B had fun. 🙂 For our gifts, we got three things: a red rose, a laminated poem with our child’s handprints and footprints stamped in paint, and a mix CD of mom songs.

I’m touched as I listen to the CD right now, but what strikes me most is the laminated poem. It reads:

Mommy, I love you
For all that you do.
I’ll kiss you and hug you
‘Cause you love me, too.
You feed me and need me
To teach you to play,
So smile ’cause I love you
On this Mother’s Day.

But what really gets me is looking at her footprints next to the poem. These are not the footprints of the baby we brought home from the hospital 15 1/2 months ago. These are the footprints of a young child who grows bigger and more independent with each step she takes with those now-seemingly-monstrous feet. These are the feet that will walk next to me for now — but will venture on their own in the blink of an eye.

Crazy eights

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Today is the anniversary of my first date with The Husband. (We didn’t realize at the time that it was a first date, but it most certainly was. I think we were just in denial that it was.) Anyway, it’s our 8th anniversary, and we’re celebrating it in ’08. But what’s even funnier is that I stopped at Arby’s tonight to get a surprise dinner, since that’s where we went for dinner that night. (I told you we didn’t realize it was a first date! It was the restaurant closest to the park we went to.) I had a coupon to use (romantic, no?), which brought my total to — get this — $8.88. I am not kidding.

I came home and received 8 roses in a vase from The Husband.

Wordless Wednesday: And they’re off! (aka watching the Kentucky Derby)

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

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Mom’s day

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

This time last year, I was working every Sunday, so I’d get Monday off instead. Every Monday I would keep Baby B home with me on my day off instead of sending her to daycare. We only needed daycare Tuesday through Friday, but we still had to pay full price, so we could have sent her every Monday if we’d wanted. Still, we chose to have me keep her at home, and that’s definitely what I wanted, especially since I’d just returned to work and didn’t have as much time with her.

Fast-forward to September, when my schedule was changed to Monday through Friday, meaning we needed daycare each of those days. It’s now a lot more rare that I have a day off during the week, but I had one off this week because I had to work on Sunday for one of our biggest issues. I decided that just this once, I would take the day for myself and send Baby B to daycare so I could get some things done. I felt a little guilty doing this, but I also knew I’d get a lot more done with her at daycare and I knew she’d have a lot of fun while there.

I cannot tell you how glad I am that I did this; I was incredibly productive. I got up at my normal time and got Baby B ready for daycare, then started out the morning by going to get my oil changed. I then came home and went for a run before it got too hot during the day. I did some cleaning in the living room and in my bathroom, then made lunch and piddled around for maybe an hour. I took The Dog for a walk in the neighborhood (it was such a nice day!), then I came home and did some yardwork. I went to pick up Baby B at the usual time, and we met The Husband at a park near downtown and had a nice evening together. I definitely didn’t get much rest after a couple of long days at work, but I have a good sense of accomplishment that I wouldn’t have had if I’d kept Baby B at home with me.

My southern girl

Monday, May 5, 2008

Baby B started saying “bye” over the weekend, which isn’t that surprising, but what is surprising/funny is that she says it with a very thick Southern/Kentucky accent that I can’t possibly spell out correctly here. But every single time it comes out with the Southern drawl…which of course is a result of how she hears it coming out of my mouth! LOL So if I say “bye” to her, she’ll wave her hand up and down and say, “Bahh!” This chick cracks me up!

You can’t handle the tooth

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Today has been quite a challenging day. It actually started last night when Baby B developed a fever around 101 pretty much as soon as she got home from daycare. She was acting fine when The Husband picked her up, but she wasn’t herself when she got home. She had a very slight runny nose, but nothing really worrisome. Unfortunately, she didn’t sleep very well during the night, waking up multiple times and finally getting up for the day around 7 a.m. (she usually sleeps until 8 or 8:30 a.m. on the weekends).

Today was mostly challenging because she’d fluctuate between acting normal and acting very cranky and easily frustrated. She also ran a fever for pretty much the entire day, which I’m sure took its toll on her. About halfway through the day, I noticed a light rash on her feet and legs, quite similar to when she had viral exanthem recently, which would explain the fever. Last time the rash was mostly on her trunk and not her legs, but this time it was reversed, so I’m not 100% sure if that’s it or not.

I think another factor today is teething with the molars, which are known to be difficult when coming in. I’m always hesitant to blame teething for crankiness because there are so many times you just can’t be sure about it and it seems like it’s pointed to rather quickly to explain away negative or not-normal behavior. I do know that at least two of her molars have barely surfaced (one I can see, the other I can see and feel), so they’re probably trying to come in further. I haven’t been able to feel the status of the others because I didn’t want to make her even more cranky than she was. But the main reason I think teeth were bothering her was because she kept grabbing at her head/cheeks in a way that isn’t typical for her, plus she was drooling like crazy. Like, we’re talking soaked-her-shirt-all-the-way-through drooling (definitely not normal these days). We’re talking she-shakes-her-head and-drool-pours-out drooling. Definitely way more in volume and frequency than she’s ever had before with getting her other teeth.

So we’ll see what happens. She still had a fever as of when she went to bed (though the rash was still light and hasn’t spread), and she’s already woken up a couple times (it’s only 11 p.m.) but was able to get back to sleep twice on her own and once with a little help from The Husband. I hope she’s feeling better tomorrow because The Husband will be on his own taking care of her because I have to work from 11 a.m. until probably 10 p.m. Unfortunately, I absolutely cannot take off work on Monday because it’s our deadline day for a big issue, but I will be home Tuesday in exchange for working Sunday. Hopefully it won’t come to keeping her home either day, but we have to keep these things in mind just in case.

Revolving door

Friday, May 2, 2008

I’m a little unhappy with the instability with the teacher situation in the toddler room currently. When Baby B moved to the room in early February, Teacher A and Teacher B were leading the class. Last month, Teacher B left her position due to health reasons, but Teacher A remained in place and they brought in Teacher C to take over. So currently we have Teacher A and Teacher C.

Well, today is Teacher A’s last day; they’ve hired Teacher D to take her place. So as of next week, we’ll have Teacher C and Teacher D in the room. That would be fine if that’s where the changes ended, but Teacher C is pregnant and due in July, so obviously she has just a limited amount of time left in the room. I’m not sure if she’s coming back, but obviously an additional teacher (Teacher E, who to my knowledge has not been chosen yet) will have to come in and at the very least cover 6 weeks while Teacher C is out. So if she doesn’t come back, we’ll be left with Teacher D and Teacher E. If she does come back, we’ll have Teacher D and Teacher E temporarily, and then Teacher D and Teacher C a few weeks (or months, not sure) later. And that’s assuming that Teacher D sticks around this whole time! Otherwise we’re moving onto Teacher F.

I do like the idea of Baby B understanding that people other than Mom and Dad can take care of her and meet her needs, but I also feel like she needs some sort of stability in her caregivers, because otherwise it’s hard for them to build the trust they need to build in order to feel comfortable and safe. I understand daycare positions do not pay well, and often a 50-cent per hour pay increase at another job is worth it for a teacher to leave (this is why Teacher A is leaving). We did not have this problem in the infant room, so it’s frustrating to have to deal with it now.

The good thing is that so far, Baby B doesn’t really seem to mind who is taking care of her, as long as she is in a good environment, which she seems to be (despite the teacher turnover). And, you know, the advantage to being at a center is that it’s the director’s responsibility for finding a new teacher, not mine. If we did at-home daycare and my provider decided to quit watching kids or take another job, I’d be the one scrambling (this is actually one of my main fears of in-home care, actually), so at least I’m not in that position right now.

Tinkoo…tinkoo very much!

Thursday, May 1, 2008

It cracks me up every time, but I wanted to share that Baby B has learned how to say thank you. At first I was kind of skeptical that she was really saying it, but I’m now about 99.8% convinced that’s what she is saying. Part of what convinced me is the fact that she uses the exact inflection as I do when I say it to her (which is all the time, I now realize…I use it a lot as encouragement when she does something I ask her to do), and she always uses it at appropriate times, like if I’ve just handed her something. Of course it doesn’t come out sounding like “thank you,” at least not that enunciated. It comes out as: “TINK-oo,” again, with the correct inflections.

What a polite lady! 🙂