Monday, August 31, 2009

I need answers!

Why is it that babies cry and cry and cry before they fall asleep? And why is it that while they are trying really hard NOT to fall asleep, but they do and the crying stops, when they realize that they have fallen asleep, they wake up and cry some more?

Also, why does this (Japanese crying baby contest) even exist?

"The event first began in 1993 to pray for the health of babies. Men wearing mawashi sumo belts gently shook the babies in a bid to see how powerfully they could cry. A Japanese proverb says that babies who often cry will grow up to be healthy."

They Shake the babies????!!!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Favourite

This is Georgia's favourite song. For some reason when this song starts to play, she gets really pensive. I can't explain what the mystery is with this song. I wish she would remember when she got older that this song made her feel good when she was cranky, so I could ask her why and she could explain it to me. For now, I have come to the conclusion that A) the synthisizer is soothing; or B) she thinks Flo Rida is sexy as hell.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Sushi for breakfast

Today I successfully went out for lunch (our breakfast) without GMJ interrupting as soon as the food hit the table. Before lunch we decided to hit the mall for some much needed baby items. It's really entertaining to watch people oogle over a baby.
Also, I like how young and old alike feel the need to comment on said baby. For example, point out the baby, smile at you, say "awww look at the baby!" while walking by..or my favourite by far "you guys have legs coming out of your bellies!". How does one respond to something like that? Should I stop and let them have a look? Most of the time I just smile and throw them a very polite chuckle and keep walking.
I am pretty sure the other day I must have gotten asked how old she was about 7 times in a row. I should make a sign for when I got out and put it at the front of the carrier that says "7 weeks old" so I don't have to keep repeating myself.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

First day

I have taught myself how to do everything with one free hand at all times.
Right hand ::typing::
Left hand ::rocking bassinet::