5 months now, baby boy.
What you can do: crawl (so proud of you!), reach for any gadget (handphone, laptop, camera… anything but your own toys), eat solids (avocado, carrot, sweet potato), giggle (still only with Daddy, what’s up with that?)
What you can’t do: Type an email (how long do you need?)
Daniel’s so alert nowadays and if he’s not biting into anything you give him, he wants to watch everythingggggg. And if you don’t let him, he will push and whine until you give it. He reminds me so much of my whiny self, it’s really not attractive that part that he inherited from me.
Sometimes in the car he would cry and cry, and the only thing that can keep him quiet is either breastfeeding or getting out of the car (he loves if you can walk him around to see the outside world). We tried to calm him down in all ways possible, but nothing seemed to work. The only thing to stop the crying was…. the milk factory. But of course, I thought it would be smart to wear a maxi dress that day. Not the back zip one that you can undo the top half, but the one that you have to lift up everything from the bottom to breastfeed. I have a way to make things very funny. But well, a mom’s gotta do what a mom’s gotta do. So yeah, we made sure not to be side by side with any car taller than ours or people would really be confused with the term “hijab”.
Anyway, one other way that seems to make him happy is when we sing to him. Well sorry, it’s Daniel, so by “happy” I mean “stares at you and does not cry”. We had such a funny time singing to him last weekend in the car.
“Ekkk…” Daniel started whining.
“Twinkle twinkle little star…”
Daniel stares at us and stops whining.
We stop singing.
“Ekkk…” Daniel starts whining again.
“LITTLE STAR HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE UP ABOVE THE WORLD SO HIGH LIKE A DIAMOND IN THE SKY…”
We sang the wholeeeee time and he stopped whining.
Sigh, we’re such good singers, Dean and I.
On another note, can someone please explain the Rock-A-Bye baby song??
Rock-a-bye baby on the treetop,
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall.
Down will come baby, cradle and all.
How creepy is this nursery rhyme??? The baby falls from a tree! And we sing it with happy faces to our children. -___-“