Douchey Post Alert

I am not so self-unaware that I can't tell when I am about to post a douchey post. So I will forewarn you. This post is douchey for 2 reasons. First is, its selfish, 2nd is, its delusional.
Lemme break it down for you. Here's the selfish. This:
is what I want for my birthday. I'll post the link here for my hubby, as I doubt I can count on the random lurkers I have buying it for me. Although that would be nice. And completely welcome. ;) I am not a sewer, per se. Most of my sewing experience is limited to the severe tapering I did of my jeans when i was in highschool (c. 1990-92). I haven't ever really tried to follow a pattern, mostly because it was freaking hard. I am inspired to try sewing again. Partly due to Project Catwalk reruns I have been watching on Slice. Partly because I would like to have more control over fabrics when it comes to interior design (curtains, throw pillows and the like), and, here comes the self-delusion, I want to be able to sew up my baby's nursery stuff. What's that you say? Do you have a baby?? Actually, no not yet... hence the self-delusion of it all. I feel shamed.

Universal Language of Babies

This might sound bizarre, but I have always been interested in childrearing theories. Even when I was in the partiest of modes, hitting the bars every Friday night, I was keen on learning hints about raising children. I stumbled across this in my web travels, and I find it absolutely fascinating, and can't wait to use it in the field, when I have babies of my own. This woman, Priscilla Dunstan, has isolated what she believes are 5 "words" that all babies use to communicate their needs. These words stem from reflexes that, unless they are responded to, and reinforced to the baby that they are working, will disappear by about 3 months of age. So basically, these reflexes are only present from 0 to 3 months of age, so unless you have responded to the words and shown your baby that they work, and they can/should continue to use them to communicate with you, they won't use them anymore. Basically, if your child is 6 months old, its too late. Watch the video of her on Oprah, it explains it all:



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Essentially, the baby will use these words, or make the sounds right before they head into a full-on cry. So you have to listen carefully to the "pre-cry". The 5 "words" are:

• "Neh" which means they are hungry. The emphasis is on the "enn" sound at the beginning of the vocalisation. This stems from the shape of the mouth as the child suckles.
• "Owh" which means they are sleepy. This is almost like a yawn sound. Makes sense eh?
• "Heh" which indicates they have some kind of discomfort. Too hot, too cold, wet diaper, etc. The focus is on the "h" sound.
• "Eair" which means they have gas in the lower belly. And I think, that they need to "evacuate" if you know what I mean... this focus is on the "r" sound.
• "Eh" which means they have gas in the upper belly, and need to be burped.

If you watch the video, you'll see examples of the different sounds and how to differentiate. Its really quite fascinating.

K' these baby dreams have got to stop

I don't know what this means, what Freud or Jung would say about this proliferation of baby dreams. I never used to have baby dreams, but last night I had my 3rd. The significance of this is compounded by the fact that I don't really ever remember my dreams. Ever. But last night, I had a pretty vivid dream. Some of the things were pretty clear (like my fear that I will be unable to breastfeed) but others didn't really make sense. So, here's how it went down.

I had twins, fraternal, a boy and a girl. My husband wasn't around though, and he wasn't there for the birth, or even after. Weird thing was, I didn't know I was pregnant. Now, I am a bit of a chubby chick, but not so much that I could go to term and not notice a rounder belly. Don't know what that meant.
Then, and this is the second dream to feature this, but, apparently, I forgot to feed my babies for a few days. They weren't hungry or fussing unduly, but I hadn't fed them. And then, when I tried to breast feed, it wasn't working. No milk. And I think, nurses had given them pacifiers or bottles, and I was angry at them for effing up my ability to breastfeed.
There was something else, but, I didn't write it down right away after waking up, so I forgot some of it. The things I can recall most vividly were a) my husband not being around, b) not knowing I was PG, c) having fraternal twins (boy and girl) d) being unable to breastfeed.

I suspect that it has something to do with the fact that we saw BabyMama last night. Oh, and that we have been watching the first season of LOST, and there is a pregnant woman on the show. I didn't wake up sobbing or anything, because the dream wasn't real, but it certainly makes the ache a little more intense.
I'm around O time, heading into the 2WW too, so this is when the longing gets a little more acute anyway.

Victoria Elizabeth

Miss Victoria Elizabeth arrived on April 23rd, 2008 at 1:38 a.m. She weighed in at 8 lbs. 3 oz. 21 inches long

My new cousin, 2nd, I think. I' m just going to think of her as my niece, because I am pretty close with her dad, and I think thats just the way we roll in my family.
I think she is pretty beautiful for a newborn. Sometimes, they can be ooo-glay.
This only stings a little bit. I mean, I am the oldest child on this side of the family, but I have been "outbred" 3 times now.
I look forward to seeing her in May.