We are officially over the hump, and more than halfway through the pregnancy. Hoo rah. Aiden is about seven and a quarter inches long and should weigh approx. ten and a half ounces. All of his senses are really kicking in now. He has started to hear and recognise outside voices, sense touch, and his taste buds have developed. He can now taste all that amniotic fluid he's gulping down. It seems now is the time to start ramping up my veggie intake, as studies do suggest he does develop some taste preferences in utero. Well, we know he's just gonna love chai tea and simple carbs then. I'm taking the science with a grain of salt, but hedging my bets and adding carrot juice and such to the equation. It can't hurt. As for the outside voices, we are talking to ourselves a bit more around here, and every day we listen to "Don't fence me in". Drew has started to make a point of talking to him every night before he goes to bed. At first he had some typical Drew concerns about "saying the right thing", cause you know Aiden is such a critical audience. He has settled on reading him the Saint Francis prayer, and even manages to ad lib a bit at the end.
We have started to dip into the whole wide world of baby outfiting that is Babies R Us and the like. Good God it's overwhelming. I have spent more time than I would care to admit comparing strollers and onesies and forming a registry, and I still feel pretty clueless. Do we need pee pee teepees for when we change Aiden? You place them over the offending source to prevent spray and they sure are cute. Stupid and wasteful, but cute. Drew and I went to the mecca itself a while ago, and it was an overload. We managed to have an actual argument about whether Thomas the Train is too commercial for our boy to wear. Drew argued the PBS factor as an exception to my "no cartoon advertising on baby" proclamation. He also declared all mothers who put their infant in swings as "just to lazy to rock them". I decide to go ahead and show him the swing I had registered for. Good times. I also found out I still don't like strange pregnant women all that much. I just don't feel any sort of "sisterhood bond" or anything. That should make the parenting classes fun. We did pick out an outfit to bring Aiden home from the hospital in. I told him all about how you save it, and how my mom had put our little heirlooms in shadow boxes. He suggested we go with the much more efficient vacuum sealer. Look to the vacuum sealer, my friends. Good times.
Forget the tee pee, get stroller with plenty of storage and can be opened and closed with one hand. After walking in circles around the house for two solid hours at 3am and a baby that seems to be enjoying the view he will be more than happy to go get a swing! Now that he has greater senses your going to find out his opinion of what you are eating *smiles*. Liz had chili one evening and Lance about beat Liz to pieces inside.
ReplyDeleteI'd have to agree with Nick on both accounts. I think Julian maybe pee'd on me once or twice, but at that age it is no big deal and we thought it was funny. I've never see them, but I think it would get tiresome to set them up ever 20 or so times a day you're going to have to change him :)
ReplyDeleteA good swing is a must have in my opinion. There is a difference between being 'Lazy' and being 'Exhausted'. When you're going on 2-4 hours of sleep, you're going to be glad you have it.
Some things we bought and never used were: clothes hangers (folding is SOOOO much easier), wipes warmer (though alexis may disagree, I found it worthless except for maybe the 1 month of freezing weather, but even then you can warm them in your hand easily), baby food processer (again no time for this). Oh, and buy about twice as many wash cloths as you think you're going to need! They are worth their weight in gold and the more you have the less often you have to do laundry.
I just have to say how much I appreciate the two dads input on this stuff. You will be glad to know, Jason, that washcloths have been added to the registry! And Nick, I'm already pretty sure he doesn't like ice cream or raisins because he sends them staight back every time. We will see how he feels about taco villa in a few weeks!
ReplyDeleteI know I'm late on this one, but I've been lazy.
ReplyDeleteLazy nursing a pinched nerve in my lower back that is exasperated by only getting 3-4 hours of sleep at a time after working at home until midnight on school matters. Lazy.
The swing is the only place little Dot is happy and not screaming 85% of the time. Lazy.
On to other things, all the aforementioned advice is spot on. We still use the wash clothes we got with Lily.