Has anyone else noticed the trend of taking away everything babies enjoy?
Babies have obviously done something wrong, and need to be punished. ???
Your baby probably loves (or loved, as it may be) being rocked to sleep, sleeping in your arms, nursing to sleep, being swaddled, his pacifier, and being seen about when she cries. According to most books and pediatricians, these are all the wrong things to do at some point, and will need to cease. Some suggest weaning, while others say stop them cold turkey… or else.
Essentially, you need to send your baby into detox from all his creature comforts. The world is tough, kid, get used to it.
I understand the reasoning behind working away from most of these methods/soothers, but I don’t see anything wrong with taking the opportunity, while my baby is indeed a baby, to “spoil” him a little. He’s not an addict, and none of the things I listed will kill him, so why not indulge him a little; after all, he’s not even 5 months old! He probably still has nightmares about leaving his jacuzzi-style oven, where he fed 24/7 and was continuously rocked. Give the kid a break!
Why not hit a happy, weaning-medium? Rock him until he’s almost asleep. Only hold him while he sleeps occasionally. Reserve swaddling and pacifiers for extremely fussy times, and set a time limit for seeing about her when she cries. I doubt the people giving the advice are the same people who have to listen to your baby cry when you rip off the band-aid.
Yes, I want to raise an independent, self-soother, but I don’t expect someone who still poops his pants to have figured it all out yet. We’ll get there, but, today, I’m going to love on my baby however much I want.
The blessing and curse of babies is, in the long-term, they will eventually grow up and move out (with some exceptions, of course).
Reading and hearing about milestones in the short-term is daunting. Wondering when your baby will sleep through the night, roll over, talk, walk, potty train, etc. is maddening, and it’s easy to feel behind the curve. But, I can’t recall any of my fellow high school students not being able to use the toilet.
In fact, often times when I’m preparing to make a plan because I think we’re falling behind, it happens organically the next week.
Everything now is short-term. Take breast-feeding; I plan to breast-feed for a full year, but I’ll be introducing other food at six months, and we’re already at the three-month mark, so that’s not a lot of time in the grand scheme of things.
I never thought Aidan would enjoy tummy time enough to progress, but one day he stopped fussing, and now he rolls over.
I thought he was always going to cry for the first 5 to 10 minutes in the stroller, but now it’s an easy soother.
The changes happen so quickly, and typically without my intervention. It’s a good reminder to put down the books and allow nature to do most of the work. Besides, what new mom has time to read a book? Most of my parenting books have so much filler I find myself wishing for cliff’s notes.
My husband’s Aunt Sheri gave me some great advice at my shower. She said you spend the first year trying to get them to walk and talk, and the next 17 trying to get them to sit down and shut up.
One day this little boy who wants his mommy to hold him all the time will be an independent little bugger like his parents, so I better get in my cuddles in while Mommy is still the coolest.