life with a new baby
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Exersaucer, I will miss you
Jun 14th
This is probably one of the last times I’ll have Nathan in his exersaucer, which is yet another bittersweet time for me. He’s been playing in it since he was about five months old, and it has been like a life savor so many times. Whenever Nathan was grumpy, the exersaucer would cheer him up. Whenever I needed a shower, I could just plop him into the exersaucer and he would be content. He loved spinning around in the seat, exploring all the toys, and studying all the colors and textures. But now? Now, my little boy is growing up and is almost too big for it anymore. He can still enjoy it for a bit longer, but he’s starting to get too tall for it.
I can’t believe I got attached to it myself. There are so many memories… I look at it, and I think of all the times Nathan played in it. I remember him being so little that even when the exersaucer was on the shortest setting, his toes barely touched the ground. At first, I could only have him in the exersaucer when I was sitting right beside him because he would just flop forward and backward. But it gave him great exercise, and he was soon strong enough to play without me hovering.
Ah, it’s always a bit sad when your child finally outgrows something that he used for so long!
Playing with his exersaucer
Jun 9th
Now, instead of playing inside his exersaucer, he plays underneath it.
Jumper!
Feb 21st
For the past few days, I have been trying unsuccessfully to get video of Nathan finally crawling. As soon as I break out the camera, he stops, sits up, and grins… I think because he likes to have his picture taken. But I am persistant… and sooner or later, I’m going to get that video of him crawling, hopefully within the next few days.
In the meantime, I have a super-cute video of him in his new door bouncer we got him this weekend. I think the exersaucer has met its match. As soon as I put Nathan in the new bouncer, he immediately started bouncing around like a totally ecstatic little frog.
Exersaucer! Part 3
Jan 13th
Asleep Standing Up
Dec 20th
The other day, I put Nathan in his exersaucer to play. I could hear him banging away at the toys on the tray and talking to the different pieces. After a few minutes, however, all noises coming from his bedroom ceased. I peeked in to see what he had gotten into when I saw that he had fallen asleep while standing up in his exersaucer!
He took a quick, 10 minute catnap. When he woke up, he was refreshed and giddy with Good Mood. Good Mood is a great thing for a baby to have, believe me.
He seriously loves that exersaucer. I think he would totally live inside it if he could. And I’m happy with that because he’s learning all kinds of things… shapes, sounds, textures, etc.
And a happy baby means a happy house.
Exersaucer! Part Deux
Oct 15th
For those of you who missed the first exersaucer post, click here to read about it. For me, the exersaucer is one of the best baby inventions known to man. Well, that and the baby swing. I think I would just shrivel up and die a slow and relatively painful death without them. That, or I would lose my sanity in three and a half days flat, resulting in me being confined to a padded room because the swing and the exersaucer keep Nathan entertained and happy.
We all know how important that is because when Nathan is not entertained or happy, you’d think the world was on the verge of total collapse.
What’s neat about the exersaucer is that as Nathan gets older, he learns new ways to play with the brightly colored and textured toys. He studies them even more diligently now, concentrating on figuring out how they operate. He’s playing in it for longer periods at a time, too, which provides me with a wonderful and much-needed break. Sometimes he’ll bang away at the “sound” buttons for twenty minutes straight, cackling enthusiastically when they light up and play music.
I also like how the exersaucer has this mysterious ability to make Nathan poop. It seems like every time I put him in it, he poops.
There I go again, talking about poop. Having a baby does that do you. Seriously. Poop dominates my thoughts and most of my conversations. I even dream about poop now. Yes, you read that correctly… I dream about poop. Baby poop. Everywhere. The other night, I dreamed I lived in an igloo constructed entirely of constipated baby poop that smelled like bananas.
I’ll stop now…
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