
SO I'm learning everything about being a parent right now. When Lynette says that she feels bad about breastfeeding, I can tell her she is wrong until I'm blue in the face. But there are a couple of things wrong with that. First of all, you can't tell someone with extreme lack of sleep + post-partum that they are wrong about anything. Second, I have as much experience with children as she does and me telling her about what her body is going through is silly and wrong. The only way she'll listen is if you have an MD/RN in front of your name, or if you have gone through the exact same thing. So I searched for a friend who knows the hardship of breast-feeding.
The funny thing is that when I went to find someone who has been through the same uncomfort, helplessness and failure Lynette has felt while breastfeeding, the only criteria was a mother who breastfed and was awake at the time. I called my dear friend Sarah and boom! She said exactly what I already knew. Lynette was only feeling what any and every other mother has felt.
But as far as the termanology of being a parent, I'm picking up. I'm learning the difference between a sleeper and a gown. I know that a dirty diaper is not any 'used' diaper' because there is a difference between a dirty diaper and a wet diaper. I know that gas only refers to something that is coming out or needs to come out of our daughters mouth. (I don't know the nice way to refer to the gas that comes out the other end) And I know that you can never refer to your wifes breastmilk as 'boob-juice'

You know, the knowledge that human urine is sterile was always a fun fact and a wee bit of useless trivia for me. Once you have a child, that useless trivia becomes a huge relief when you have it all over your hand and can't leave the baby by herself to wash up.
"I know I wiped, but there is still a little bit on the diaper itself. Ahh, that's OK, it's totally sterlie."
But all-in-all, I love little Sophie more than anything. The only worry I have right now is providing for my little one and making sure Lynette knows that my love has grown to include Sophia, but still is just as strong for her.
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ok ken...
YOUR blog of all blogs should NOT make me all teary...
But it did. Weird.
I love you guys and can't wait to squish on her tomorrow....
(Watch out Lynette! ok, ok I was really talking about Sophia....)
It's late......
did you have to use the apple baby like my mom & dad did ?
Ken.. I think the other end is referred to as gas and the top end is usually referrenced a burp or bubble. :) happy to help. There, now that you know that... you're the perfect father. !
Mady, I don't think I know what the apple baby is. But knowing everything that we are using with little Cali, I'm don't know of anything that would match that description.
I'll say no, we aren't using the apple baby. But please tell me what that is.
Mady is facinated with the fact that Billy and I had to carry around a "practice baby" for a week for our prenatal classes. An apple with a tiny knit hat. Actually, I am facinated with that fact too... and wondering why we even participated other than that we were young and impressionable way back then. Now we just don't give a care if we follow the flow or not... there is too much real life to participate in to worry about a pretend child named "mac" (I just made that one up... it's pretty funny I think).
Lynette, i'm rooting for you... well, now Sophie is rooting for you, I'm just cheering you on from all the way out here. It takes practice... but once you both get the hang of it, you will be so glad you toughed it out.
awww.
I NEED PICTURES
Billy literally choked laughing when I told him about how you learned you can not call breast milk "boob juice".
literally
choked
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