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I have a cold. It's to be expected. I'm mixing with a lot of people with swimming and such, not to mention going from a heated pool to the Canberra cold. It's slowing down my progress on getting through things, but I'm not fussed.
I was actually feeling crap enough that I spent several hours lying in bed yesteday. At one point, as I was lying there, I thought "Ahhhh.... this is a luxury I won't have shortly." Once my Manitou demon-spawn comes bursting out Sharon's back (how many people get that reference?) being able to actually rest while sick will become a thing of the past.
I'm looking forward to the oncoming insanity and chaos. It helps that both Sharon and I are bright enough to know that no matter how much we know, we're still fully unprepared for the impact the little bugger will have on our lives. That all those things that we'd rather not do with our child, well, some of those are going to get smashed through by the reality train. We want the baby in our room, to make life easier on Sharon having to get up and feed, etc., knowing full well that we may give up and put the baby in its own room out of sheer desperation for a night's sleep.
I'm still hoping that it'll pop out and be a girl. I've heard three different stories of babies being firmly identified as male during scans, only to have it come out female. But as long as it's born healthy, has all its limbs, a head, teeth, claws, and a prehensile tail, that's all that matters.
It's also going to be an interesting experiment. I've had a few
people comment on how small children always want the comfort of mum when things go wrong, and I can't help but wonder how much of that has to do with mum usually being the primary care-giver. At the moment, I'm the only guy I know who is going to be primary care-giver for their baby, so will be interesting to see down the track who Lex goes to for comfort.
Music will be interesting, too. Lex will get to hear a broad range of stuff - blues, classical, euro-pop, techno, 1920s and onwards, John Barry soundtracks to Bond movies, rock, Devo, Big Pig, Garbage, the Goons, KLF, Swedish death metal, the Residents... what will appeal? I like Hi Five, but how much of their music can I listen to on endless repeat? How many Doctor Who soundtracks can Lex listen to before he starts screaming?
I'm looking forward to the firsts... first word (quasinuclearphaseinterlockeddipthrungretarders), first laugh, first steps, first tattoo... looking forward to reading to him, myths and fables, childrens classics, Dr Suess, Tintin, Asterix and Obelix, various Shaun Tan... and introducing the film and TV that I love, Doctor Who, Star Wars, Twilight Zone, Catweazle, Hammer Horror movies (though not til the age of six, of course), Gamera, The Adventures of Superman, The Day the Earth Stood Still, the Disney classics, Pixar films...
Can't be prepared for any of the twists and surprises (Lex, why did you set fire to Parliament?), or the nasty shocks (You want to be a chartered accountant?) but I'm looking forward to the adventure.
I was actually feeling crap enough that I spent several hours lying in bed yesteday. At one point, as I was lying there, I thought "Ahhhh.... this is a luxury I won't have shortly." Once my Manitou demon-spawn comes bursting out Sharon's back (how many people get that reference?) being able to actually rest while sick will become a thing of the past.
I'm looking forward to the oncoming insanity and chaos. It helps that both Sharon and I are bright enough to know that no matter how much we know, we're still fully unprepared for the impact the little bugger will have on our lives. That all those things that we'd rather not do with our child, well, some of those are going to get smashed through by the reality train. We want the baby in our room, to make life easier on Sharon having to get up and feed, etc., knowing full well that we may give up and put the baby in its own room out of sheer desperation for a night's sleep.
I'm still hoping that it'll pop out and be a girl. I've heard three different stories of babies being firmly identified as male during scans, only to have it come out female. But as long as it's born healthy, has all its limbs, a head, teeth, claws, and a prehensile tail, that's all that matters.
It's also going to be an interesting experiment. I've had a few
people comment on how small children always want the comfort of mum when things go wrong, and I can't help but wonder how much of that has to do with mum usually being the primary care-giver. At the moment, I'm the only guy I know who is going to be primary care-giver for their baby, so will be interesting to see down the track who Lex goes to for comfort.Music will be interesting, too. Lex will get to hear a broad range of stuff - blues, classical, euro-pop, techno, 1920s and onwards, John Barry soundtracks to Bond movies, rock, Devo, Big Pig, Garbage, the Goons, KLF, Swedish death metal, the Residents... what will appeal? I like Hi Five, but how much of their music can I listen to on endless repeat? How many Doctor Who soundtracks can Lex listen to before he starts screaming?
I'm looking forward to the firsts... first word (quasinuclearphaseinterlockeddipthrungretarders), first laugh, first steps, first tattoo... looking forward to reading to him, myths and fables, childrens classics, Dr Suess, Tintin, Asterix and Obelix, various Shaun Tan... and introducing the film and TV that I love, Doctor Who, Star Wars, Twilight Zone, Catweazle, Hammer Horror movies (though not til the age of six, of course), Gamera, The Adventures of Superman, The Day the Earth Stood Still, the Disney classics, Pixar films...
Can't be prepared for any of the twists and surprises (Lex, why did you set fire to Parliament?), or the nasty shocks (You want to be a chartered accountant?) but I'm looking forward to the adventure.
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For us, that is. I can't suggest other parents do this but for US, it worked.
One thing that was frustrating with the first child (But we got the hang of for the second child) is that there is SO much advice out there. SO much contradiction. It come about because EVERY child is different. What worked for Mum / Dad / Aunt Thelma / The strange smelling Cat Lady at the bus stop MAY NOT WORK FOR YOU!
So. Don't let anyone tell you you are doing it wrong. Cos someone will tell you (Very shortly) that you are doing it right.
(Heck between bub 1 and bub 2 we got told that we no longer had to sterilise everything! We still did for a short while, but as soon as bub 2 was putting things in their mouth there really didn't seem much point. "Oh here, take that dirty spoon you snatched off my desk out of your mouth and have this nice clean sterilised bottle")
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We moved my daughter into her own room at about 5 months because she outgrew her newborn crib. Then we got in the bad habit of bringing her to bed with us for the night feedings and it was terrible hard to break her of that (we did eventually, thank heavens).
I learned early on that you don't need to sterilize for bottle feeding breastmilk, but we usually did once, right when things came out of the box and then just warm, soapy water from then on.