I was going to write a book ...

I am in no way a genius, a pediatrician, a ‘baby whisperer’, or the next one to write the next “The Happiest Baby on the Block" (which I insist you all buy and read before you have your little one).  However, after a year at home with my first little boy that blessed my life and now beginning the second year or so off work with my newborn and toddler, I believe I have become all of the above in my own way.  If you are as fortunate as I have been and am to take that first year with your young little dear, than you will become all of the above yourself. 

Often times when we bring home that little bundle of joy, we are CLUELESS, or at least feel that way.  I know my husband and I did and we fully admit it.  Two little baby care classes do not cut it, for that nurse or midwife is not with you at 2:12 am when your boob, your voice, your music, your walks, your rocking, your swaddling … NOTHING will work to calm your spazzed-out little bundle of joy. 

So, here is my take on those "times" because so much happens.  Again, I am just another one giving advice and it might be something you have heard before, however there is SO MUCH to learn and be aware of, that I thought I could do it in a fun-filled way instead of page after page of textbook sounding writing.  

Let me say this, if you have questions or concerns, I certainly advise asking your OBGYN or your child’s pediatrician first – I most often did.  That's why they make the big bucks!  Please do not rely on any old medical internet site because half of it scared the @%$* out of me, a quarter seemed like a smack over the head “DUH” was coming my way, and the last quarter of it was in crazy medical jargon that NO ONE is meant to understand, unless that NO ONE went to medical school.

Please comment away and send me emails - I do just that on other blogs.  

So, let me make you feel better right off the bat.  Today while shopping at Wegman's, I bought a delicious, oh-so-needed cup of coffee and while putting it in the cup holder of my cart, the top popped off and spilt all over the place including down the side of my one month old's car seat.  Needless to say, he woke up, started crying, and I swear gave me a look of "I was sleeping.  I thought you liked it when I slept?"  Luckily he only has a slight red mark on his arm and is acting perfectly fine, but I certainly felt like mum of the year ... NOT.

June 28th, 2011

Stay tuned for more adventures when there are 2!