A few of my friends are having babies. Which is lovely. Who doesn't like babies? Well, I don't actually. It's not that I don't LIKE them, I just don't hold or touch them. I give them their distance, they give me mine. Diapers, pacifiers, tiny clothes, the little ones themselves... I just get a little antsy with them. I think I'm going to break them, or worse, make them cry. It really bothers me when they cry. I don't know what their crying means. It's a completely foreign world to me, however, I have a few friends who are extremely experienced in the way of the wee one. They will be excellent mothers for lots of reasons, one of which is there wide range of experiences with them...
Today I was shopping for a new arrival for some of my friends. I was at a store, picking up everything I needed, totally working up the courage to go to the baby stuff. So finally I put on my game face and head to the little kid area. I'm looking for some big sis stuff. As with all the gifts I give, I'm not sure what I want until I see it or come up with an idea. I wander through the aisles and completely lose hope for finding anything for this child. Fortunately, there was a mom there with a little girl of her own. Then I decide that I'm going to need some help, so I walk up to this mom and proceed to tell her the new big sisters' age and height. She very graciously took pity on me and told me what size she would be. I was able to pick out something for her but definitely got a gift receipt just in case...
After finding a big sis gift, I headed over to have lunch with Court and her little ones she was watching. A two year old, P, and a one year old, May May. I get there and they were just getting out of the car. P hops out of the car, waving and calling me Ms. Allison. I tell him howdy and then help Court unload her car. Meanwhile, May is asleep in her car seat. Court tells me to get May. Gulp. Ok. I crawl into the back of the car to get this little girl out of her car seat and not have her wake up in some strangers arms. She kind of wakes up a little when I get her out of the seat, but then falls back asleep on my shoulder. I take her to her room, lay her down, and take off her little pink shoes. Then we go get lunch ready. May is sleeping this whole time. We all sit down for lunch, then wake May up for her lunch. She is put in her seat. She looks around, we all look at her, and then she immediately starts crying these alligator tears. Just so upset. I ask Court what is wrong with her. Court says, nothing, she's just doing that. Court mentions the words "time out corner" and immediately that little girl stops crying, stops yelling and calmly sits in her seat. It was crazy how fast she just turned it off. I'm thinking we as girls learn manipulation early on in life...
Today I was shopping for a new arrival for some of my friends. I was at a store, picking up everything I needed, totally working up the courage to go to the baby stuff. So finally I put on my game face and head to the little kid area. I'm looking for some big sis stuff. As with all the gifts I give, I'm not sure what I want until I see it or come up with an idea. I wander through the aisles and completely lose hope for finding anything for this child. Fortunately, there was a mom there with a little girl of her own. Then I decide that I'm going to need some help, so I walk up to this mom and proceed to tell her the new big sisters' age and height. She very graciously took pity on me and told me what size she would be. I was able to pick out something for her but definitely got a gift receipt just in case...
After finding a big sis gift, I headed over to have lunch with Court and her little ones she was watching. A two year old, P, and a one year old, May May. I get there and they were just getting out of the car. P hops out of the car, waving and calling me Ms. Allison. I tell him howdy and then help Court unload her car. Meanwhile, May is asleep in her car seat. Court tells me to get May. Gulp. Ok. I crawl into the back of the car to get this little girl out of her car seat and not have her wake up in some strangers arms. She kind of wakes up a little when I get her out of the seat, but then falls back asleep on my shoulder. I take her to her room, lay her down, and take off her little pink shoes. Then we go get lunch ready. May is sleeping this whole time. We all sit down for lunch, then wake May up for her lunch. She is put in her seat. She looks around, we all look at her, and then she immediately starts crying these alligator tears. Just so upset. I ask Court what is wrong with her. Court says, nothing, she's just doing that. Court mentions the words "time out corner" and immediately that little girl stops crying, stops yelling and calmly sits in her seat. It was crazy how fast she just turned it off. I'm thinking we as girls learn manipulation early on in life...
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