Little comforts
Gardner has been teething up a storm. The little guy is quite a trooper, I must say...it takes a LOT to make him cry. He has a high threshold for pain, I suppose, which is good. Yet when it just gets unbearable (or he is too tired to handle it well), he does run to me in tears for solace.
I have had to rely partly on maternal instinct and partly on research to figure out how to "make it all better." With every child, it's different, I know. For Gardner, whenever he falls and busts his lip (I believe it's happened four times so far in his lifetime), he gets a popsicle. We withhold that treat for just such an occasion, and the tears immediately cease when he sees one coming out of the freezer.
When he's teething (such as right now), I resort to a chilled teething ring, a nice cold snack of applesauce or other soft food, Orajel, Tylenol, and just a good cuddle and rock in the rocking chair. Baby Einstein never fails to console, either.
Sometimes nothing will calm your baby down except being simply in your arms and your arms alone, and those moments are ones which I relish. I never dreamed that I'd have a little person who would love me and depend on me so completely, and I am humbled every day by the magnitude of my position. I am so thankful that God gave Gardner to me, entrusting him to my care and Ken's care so willingly, trusting us to lead him towards the right things.
Even now as I was writing this, Little G fell down a step and began to cry. I think it scared him more than hurt him, but nonetheless, I gathered him up in my arms, and within seconds, all was alright in his world once again.
Thank You, Lord, for this gift you've given me to take care of.
I have had to rely partly on maternal instinct and partly on research to figure out how to "make it all better." With every child, it's different, I know. For Gardner, whenever he falls and busts his lip (I believe it's happened four times so far in his lifetime), he gets a popsicle. We withhold that treat for just such an occasion, and the tears immediately cease when he sees one coming out of the freezer.
When he's teething (such as right now), I resort to a chilled teething ring, a nice cold snack of applesauce or other soft food, Orajel, Tylenol, and just a good cuddle and rock in the rocking chair. Baby Einstein never fails to console, either.
Sometimes nothing will calm your baby down except being simply in your arms and your arms alone, and those moments are ones which I relish. I never dreamed that I'd have a little person who would love me and depend on me so completely, and I am humbled every day by the magnitude of my position. I am so thankful that God gave Gardner to me, entrusting him to my care and Ken's care so willingly, trusting us to lead him towards the right things.
Even now as I was writing this, Little G fell down a step and began to cry. I think it scared him more than hurt him, but nonetheless, I gathered him up in my arms, and within seconds, all was alright in his world once again.
Thank You, Lord, for this gift you've given me to take care of.
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