How many times have you heard, “let me know if I can do anything to help?” When you have a new baby, this is a constant anthem. How often do you accept that help?
I’ve been singing the same song to Lauren at her bedtime since she was just a few weeks old. I wanted to be consistent to signal to her that it was bedtime (and not just a random song).
I already knew that we could expect Lauren (who is two-and-a-half) to regress somewhat when the new baby arrives. But I learned something interesting about how to respond to that.
Bedtime is a bittersweet time each night. I love sitting in the rocking chair in Lauren's room, seeing my husband and Lauren leaning up against a pillow and reading one of her bedtime stories.
My guess climbing out of the crib is a rite of passage for most kids and their parents. Lauren, now 26 months old, was so upset about being in bed Friday night, that she decided to get out of the crib.
Lauren will turn two soon, but she's already showing some signs of the "terrible twos" with seriously silly temper tantrums that come out of left field.
I bet if nurses in Labor and Delivery had a dollar for every time they heard, "Don't these kids come with instruction manuals?" they would be very, very rich.
I have a very chatty little girl. She can repeat almost any word you ask her to, yet somehow, through her rapidly expanding vocabulary, she seems really love one tiny little word: no.
