Monday, August 10, 2009

This means "Hungry"

Can I say this without tempting the fates? Ella is an easy going baby. This past week was a true test. I carted this adorable babe around like Paris Hilton carts around her chihuahua. We went to a music festival, not once but twice, we made a couple of hour long car trips, a few restaurant stops and Ella was held by no fewer than 6 new people this week. During these expeditions, Ella was exposed to all types of sights and sounds including a man who impersonated Donald Duck while wearing a shirt that said "AA a great place to meet drunk broads". During this time, when Ella cried, 9 times out of 10 it meant "hungry". Well, I really should type "HUNGRY".
Poor Ella, I had read prior to conceiving, that Moms can pick out their babies cries amongst the cries of a truck-load of infants. I strained to pick Ella's cries out of the other infants in the hospital nursery. Nothing, I thought, I will give it some time. To this day, I mistake my tone-deaf cat's meows for Ella's cries. I come running into the room, only to see Ella happy as punch and my cat sitting by the door to be let out. I have friends and family with children, who were once babies. They have told me the multiple step rituals they had for calming their babies down. Most of these rituals seem to involve being able to swaddle, rock, shush and feed the babies all at the same time. It also seems that each baby has their own specific element that has to be added in, such as playing with a scrunchy that looks like hair or being held in direct sunlight. During these conversations I keep quiet, something tells me it is not a good idea to say "yeah to make Ella stop crying I have to feed her". Perhaps that is why I can not tell Ella's cry from my cats Meow, I have yet to try and study it for the secret recipe to make it stop. There is no way Drew and I are going to get out of babyhoodom this easy. I am stocking up on scrunchies that look like hair.

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