Fun On the Changing Table
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Indy displays her enthusiasm (with a little prompting from daddy) for getting changed.
Tummy Time!
There are a few moments where Indy is fooled into liking tummy time, after that it’s wailing and crying time.
I am a beeeaauutiful butterfly!
I texted this photo to Mike one day, he suggested she looked like a caterpillar. I see the resemblance, do you?
Gaucho pants
Dressing a fussy baby can be both distressing and distracting. Auntie Jenn delivered Indy to me with both legs shoved into one opening rendering her a pretty lame mermaid. Indy did not approve.
Jenn swore it was because the pants were like Gaucho pants and too wide.
Bed Number 4: the 33% angle chair
Prone to spitting up, vomiting and general fussiness, our pediatrician suggested she might have acid reflux and to keep her upright at all times. During the night, and after feeds, I would hold her for hours and hours, my arms and back aching, my mind and body exhausted from lack of sleep and sitting still for so many hours.
We set out on an expedition to Babies R Us to find a bed that would do the job of my aching arms. We settled on this chair that was angled specifically for babies that have reflux issues. It worked well for a month, but she thrashed her little arms and legs back and forth kicking off her blankets and snorted like a little truffle pig at night in this position. It was also a pain in the rump to lull her to sleep only to then manipulate her into a (particularly loud) velcro harness. After a month, we went back to swaddling.
Bed Number 3: Cradle
Sheila was able to bring her cradle and get it cleaned up. She spend a day refurbishing it; fixing broken pieces, sanding out scratches and staining in dings. It was a beautiful little bed for her. Although, in these photos it looks a bit like a prison.
