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September 28, 2006

Screaming babies...

So I took Tramp to the park for a walk last night, and while we are walking I notice a couple playing tennis on the tennis courts. They have a little girl (2-ish) wandering around the court while they play, and I see a stroller off to the side. As I get closer, I hear it.. a tiny, tiny baby, screaming with his whole little heart as hard as he can. And screaming, and screaming, and screaming. I see the mama walk towards the stroller and think, "Ah, she is going to get him!" But, nope. The tennis ball had come to rest right next to the stroller. She walked over, picked up the ball, and walked back to continue to play... completely ignoring her screaming infant.

When I say infant, I mean little; like newborn or maybe a few weeks old. You know how newborn babies have that very distinctive cry with no shape to it yet, just a desperate sound!

I found myself full of... sheer rage. I wanted to run over, punch that lady in the face, grab her little baby, and run. Really. I was steaming, my heart was hurting for this little guy, I thought I might cry.

Talk about hormonal!!!!! Research says that there are biological responses in a mama to her own babies cry. What about to other babies, though???

Anyways, as I continued to walk, I started making myself think of reasons *why* that mama could be so callous to her baby crying. Maybe she is just one of the "Cry It Out" crowd who believes that babies should self-comfort. (Total crap, in my opinion. Babies cry as a survival mechanism, not as manipulation!) Maybe. But even the CIO people usually don't advocate ignoring a baby crying until they are the ripe old age of four months, and this baby didn't sound anywhere near that old.

So, my next thought... amongst "JoAnna calm down!"'s over and over... was, maybe this baby has colic and is simply inconsolable and mama is going completely bonkers. Sometimes babies with colic simply won't calm no matter what you do, so I can see a mama at her wits end just winding up ignoring it.

But still, it was a little chilling to me to watch mama and daddy totally blase' about their babies screaming, and even the little two year old seemed to think it was perfectly normal to ignore a screaming baby. I wound up calming myself to the point of giving them the benefit of the doubt... I bet that baby has colic. I bet she is doing the very best she can. This is not the mommywars, and I am not on this earth to judge other mama's. But I wonder what most mama's do when dealing with colic... just ignore? Or something else?

Here's hoping I never REALLY need to know the answer to that!!!!!

September 27, 2006

First Kicks...

So there I was, about 18 weeks pregnant. I'd been feeling occassional flutters, but nothing where I *knew* it was the baby. Just those little flutters you think to yourself, *maybe* that is the baby! I was still able to lie on my tummy for short periods of time, and I would frequently go into my bedroom, lie on my belly on the bed, and lean over the edge to pet my dog. He likes to sleep with just his head under the bed there, the whole rest of his body sticks out!

So I was lying there petting him when all of a sudden I felt like... THWAP! I shrieked, jumped, and rolled over immediately. It was like baby was saying... "HEY!!!! Get offa my house!" :)

The next time I really felt the baby strongly was when we were en route to Vegas. This was the first week of August, 2006, so I was a little over five months pregnant. While the plane was accelerating, I suddenly felt baby start to go bonkers... flipping and whirling and pushing and kicking and squirming! It felt kind of like when you go over a sudden hill on a road in the car and as you come over the top, your stomach gives a jump... except with added pressure! Also feels all at the same time, like someone is whacking your bladder as hard as they can.

I was a bit anxious over that as I couldn't get up to pee! But all I could think was that baby did not enjoy the pressure as we rose into the air!

Ever since that fateful day, this little squirmer has not stopped. She squirms, flips, wiggles, giggles, pushes, and basically makes her presence known throughout the day. I can't wait to meet her! :)

September 23, 2006

I love being pregnant...

I really, really do. I asked my mother-in-law the other day if she enjoyed being pregnant, and she just looked disgruntled. She said she hated getting so large and that she wouldn't have wanted to do it again.

Hmmmm, Charlie is going to have his hands full keeping me from wanting to do it again!

In spite of all the negatives; weight gain (20 lbs so far!), aching ankles, indigestion, random crazy headaches, emotional outbursts... I just love it! I love knowing that my baby is safe and sound inside of me. I love feeling her move around and push at me and spin and flip and squirm. I love seeing my stomach ripple when she gets a particularly good kick going!

I have wanted to have a baby for so long. I remember as a little girl dreaming (literal, dream while asleep) of having a little girl. I could see myself holding her in my arms and loving on her. It was a repetetive dream that I had over and over again. Now she is here, in my belly, growing and growing. I can't wait to meet her!!! But at the same time I'm perfectly content to keep her safe and sound inside of me where nothing can hurt her.

One of my favorite books, "In pursuit of the Green Lion," by Judith Merkle Riley, the protaganist is pregnant. When she first feels the baby move, she says she can hear/feel the baby saying... "Joy, joy, joy!" And flipping, swimming, squirming. That's how I feel. I love it. I'm honored to be the vessel for this little one to make her way into the world.

I dunno if I will feel that way during labor, though... how good IS that hypnobabies stuff anyways? :)

September 18, 2006

New baby ticker...

These darned things are irresistible!

Xena and Barbie...

Check out this comic... too funny!!!