“New babies love swaddling – it makes them feel like they are in their mother’s womb, close and safe and sound. Put them in a moses basket – helps them feel contained”.
It took a few weeks before I cottoned on to the full implications of trying to do this. Moo wouldn’t be swaddled, that was clear from the start – she would squirm and squirm until she had freed herself from her prison (although my mum could bind her up so tight only houdini could get out!). But we continued with the moses basket. Even though every time she feel asleep she would wake herself by putting out her arms which would hit the sides.
One night, Hubbie was away, and I decided to try an experiment. Let’s try her in her cot. I’ll sleep on the floor in the nursery, and we’ll see how she gets on. She had the soundest night sleep she had ever had (wish I had – the floor was not comfy!), and the following day Hubbie was sent out to get a travel cot which would fit in our bedroom.
“Babies love milk. It’s a real comfort thing for them, as well as nutrition. Feed on demand”.
That only works if your baby demands food. Fodder for a future post I think, but Moo wasn’t interested, so I had a feed on a schedule, or she would have had 5 or 6 ounces a day.
“Calpol. The drug of the baby masses. Works wonders – they ask for more!”.
Hmmm. Not so much. We have discovered Lloyds Pharmacy own brand paracetemol which Moo tolerates (cherry flavour, don’t you know). But any of the strawberry flavour brands – no way.
“Routine. Babies love routine. Bath, bottle, story – that’s the way to a good night’s sleep”.
Maybe for your child, not for mine. We tried for weeks… But bath, bottle, yes. And then another hour of playing. And then snatched from the toys at the first eye rub, given a 10 second cuddle and chucked in the cot with a “mummy loves you”. That’s how bedtime works best in our house.
“Babies roll around 6 months. Crawl by 10 months and take their first steps between 9 and 12 months”.
Really? Moo is now coming up on 16 months. She has only started to roll in the last month or so. She could do it before, she just didn’t want to. She crawled for the first time last night, only for a couple of feet, but still!
But she moved, boy did she move! Around 10 months, she discovered her own form of locomotion – bum-shuffling. With her little legs going like the clappers, heels dug in, legs moving in a frog like motion to propel her across the floor, arms joining in if she wanted to pick up speed. Her little calves are red raw from rubbing against the carpet, and the bums of all her tights and trousers are ruined! But she was happy doing this. She could carry things, and keep her head up. She never wanted to crawl.
Unfortunately it meant that she was rather Dalek-like, and couldn’t get around if the surface wasn’t flat…
And whilst babysitting, Nanny introduced her to the joy of walking up the stairs. Which is now a favourite. Must get that stair gate for the bottom step soon.
She’s doing it all. In her own sweet way and time, but she’s doing it.
And I love her all the more for that.