Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Back to Basics
Sometimes I make life more complicated than it is. Baby B. has an ear infection, and has been taking antibiotics for the last four days. The antibiotics have given him an upset tummy, and while I’ve been changing his diaper at least every hour, he’s managed to acquire a terrible diaper rash. Yesterday it looked so bad, I spent the better part of my day tending to it: no more baby wipes, just warm water and a soft washcloth; lots of naked time on a pile of blankets to “air out;” plenty of cream when his diaper was on. As the afternoon wore on, I became more concerned. My always-happy baby was getting so fussy! It must be his sore bottom. I rocked him, sang to him, played with him, all to no avail. When the noisy boys got home from school, I was fixing them a snack, and the baby’s eyes widened. That’s when I realized what the problem was: I had forgotten to feed the baby. He was an hour-and-a-half overdue to eat. Yikes! I am so not qualified for this job...
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Baby Oil and Tissues are softer and more easily tolerated - not to mention you can toss them afterwards- poor baby - those antibiotic rashes are nasty.
Thank you, yvonne, for the tip! I'll give that a try. The rash is a bit better today, and his digestive system a little less unahppy. I introduced yogurt to his diet, and that seems to be helping. And, of course, I'm paying attention to his bottom AND his feeding schedule! ;-)
Craver -- oh just come out and say it...what kind of terrible mother forgets to feed her baby? :-(
Oh, Craver you BIG meanie!!!
No, I mad a compassionately sad face because it's way girly to say, "awww..."
16 years ago, I had a bad daddy experience, I felt so aweful; at the time, I just knew I was the worst parent in the world. Since then, I have not made any mistakes, whatsoever.
I misspelled "awful," didn't I?
Craver - I guess I was projecting my own "bad parent" feelings onto your sad face. :-(
Parenting mistakes are rough, aren't they? Babies are so sweet we expect ourselves to take perfect care of them...even though nothing else we do is "perfect."
LM - It's even harder when we imperfectly parent perfect babies like Baby B (okay, as his mommy you might have seen an imperfection in him, but I certainly haven't).
: ) That's a smiley that says you're a better mom than you ever give yourself credit for - Twins A &B are a big testament to that fact. I'm always pleased when my timid daughter says she'd like to marry both Twin A AND Twin B. I can see why.
AMM -- Exactly. Maybe you have to know Baby B. to see the whole tragedy here. I know he's not perfect, but he is the most mild mannered baby I have ever met. I hate that I let him down. (Even though he will never remember. Of course, if he grows up and reads my blog he'll know the TRUTH. I suppose we all need somthing to tell Oprah, right?
How cute that your daughter wants to marry the noisy boys! Very sweet. I'm doing my best to raise them right...teaching them about the toilet seat, and that when they grow up, they'll go to work every day, just like Daddy. Oh, and that they'll be expected to MOVE OUT of my house and into their own! (They've decide to buy houses right next door to eachother and to me...we'll see how that works out for them!)
We all make the mistakes - and beat ourselves up over them for years - then someday you mention it to your son or daughter - about what a bad parent you were on such and such occasion - and they look at you like "I don't remember that at all". It absolves you from the guilt - and they love you no matter what.
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