Tales from the Diaper Bag



Two Months Old!

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The baby is a little more than two months old!  She’s still a hand-full.  This week she had her two month doctor’s appointment and she’s gaining plenty of weight and hitting her developmental benchmarks.  She also got her first round of inoculations, which I had been dreading since she was born. I hated the idea of her being subjected to pain without being able to understand what was happening to her. As it turns out, I had nothing to worry about. The doctor’s appointment unfortunately fell during morning nap-time so she was in a very surly mood by the time the doctor saw her and was a raging, snotty mess for the entire appointment. When she finally got her shots at the end of the visit, she was already so caught up in her meltdown that I don’t think she even noticed that she got a couple of shots. Heck, I don’t think she’d have noticed if she had gotten a hundred shots. Certainly she couldn’t have screamed any louder had she noticed the pain.

Speaking of medical woes, both my husband and I are coming down with a cold. Oy. We’re taking efforts to make sure the baby doesn’t catch our bug (to the extent that’s possible) but we’re struggling to shrug off the sniffles and keep our level of energy up for the baby. We’re both big proponents of sleep as a cure for most ills.  However, there’s little of that to be found in our house weekend.  Indeed, her sleeping patterns have gotten worse these past few weeks. Last night, for example, she didn’t sleep for more than an hour at a time. That’s pretty atypical for her. Even on her “bad nights” she”ll sleep solidly between 1 am- 7am.  Last night she was constantly up. . .which means so were we.  On nights like these, I think of all those people who post on online parenting message boards about how their baby magically started sleeping from 7:30 pm – 6:30am and I curse those smug parents and wish horrible spit-up incidents upon them. May their favorite shirts be stained forever! May they forever cringe when burping their children!

Anyhow, my husband is having a particularly tough time dealing with being both sick and severely fatigued, so he’s taking a nap this morning while I watch the baby and catch up on some cleaning.  . . and watch some girly television that he would absolutely hate.  What am I watching? Shall We Dance. Ah, Richard Gere dancing the Pasodoble. Thank you Bravo, for bringing such joy into my home this fine Saturday morning.

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  1. * mom says:

    I remember your reading the Secret Garden and Three Musketeers. I read Watership Down and can’t believe I read something you didn’t.

    | Reply Posted 8 years, 4 months ago
  2. * victoria says:

    it almost looks like you have blond hair in this pic! (haha).

    | Reply Posted 8 years, 4 months ago
  3. * Margaret says:

    Happy Birthday, Syd! Now go to sleep and let mommy and daddy get some rest. :o)

    | Reply Posted 8 years, 4 months ago


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