Raq, how long until he's sitting up well enough for a high chair?

I praise the Graco Overlords every day for the battery op baby swing: it lets Lillian have dinner with us, or rather, it keeps us in view while we eat, and makes it so she's only minorly grumpy at being out of the action. I do think she now thinks her parents are her jesters, and the swing her queenly throne, but that's a small price to pay.

I also think I have to stop falling asleep on the couch, and get myself to bed

Yep. I don't even have a neck injury, and I almost gave myself one falling asleep with my head on the arm of the couch. Take care of yourself!

Raq, how long until he's sitting up well enough for a high chair?

He can actually sit in a high chair now, although I haven't set ours up (I'm waiting until the last of the guests departs in a couple weeks). Most mealtimes, he sits in his papasan overlooking us, although he's ended a couple meals sitting on my lap and exploring plates and glasses and such. That just wasn't going to happen tonight - if I set him down anywhere, he howled.

Huh - I suppose it could've been gas. He never seems to get it, so I don't really think about it, but that might explain why he wanted to be held and jounced.

My question was more a meta-question, though...I usually feel like this parenting thing is going pretty well. Mallory's teaching us about himself, and we are quick learners. But sometimes there just doesn't seem to be any right answer that I can figure out, and I wonder. I suppose anything short of downing shots whenever the baby cries is not too bad, though.

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One of these days I'm going to actually keep up in at least one of these threads.

I've been super busy. Updates and pics friendslocked in my LJ (I've gotten very wary of posting anything overly personal in a public forum after a teaching friend's student found her LJ. Eek). How's life?

Hey, pillow pushers, there are too many choices: [link]

What am I looking for, and where would my head, and neck go? I'm slow and easily confused.

I've found with Lillian that teething, gas, and tired all lead to a baby who can't deal with anything other than being held. Which explains why I carried her around the grocery store last night while Paul pushed both the buggy and the grocery cart.

When I need to do something like shower, eat, or go to the bathroom when she's in one of those moods, it's the swing or the Bumbo baby chair for her (we don't have a crib), with promises from me that, no, really, I'll be done in a minute, so hang on.

And then I think about downing shots, sigh, and realize that would just make things worse.

I have no art skills tonight.

Cindy, this one [link] is like the one I use. The lower of the hills goes under your neck, and your head rests in the trough.

I have a yoga friend who swears by the TempurPedic one, but I like to sleep on my side, and I can't with the TP, designed as it is to prevent your head from lolling.

Hey Kristin, we miss you!

Raq, sometimes there are no immediate answers because the baby can't communicate to you what it wants, and even then what they want may be, "My whole life depends on me teething on those serrated steak knives! Nothing else will make me happy!" or, "I am rather blue today, plus my butt itches. Woe! Just pick me the fuck up already! You don't need to wipe your ass! Why must you torture me so?!" or, "I'm soooooo fucking bored. Christ. Where's that thing that was so amusing yesterday? You know. The thing. With the colors. You know what I mean! Just get it, okay?! Fuck you!"

Hey Kristin, we miss you!

Aww. Thanks, I miss you all too. I just have found that it's impossible for me to keep up here. I can't come here when I'm at work, and I've been working from about 7-5 since school started. By the time I get home, I just collapse in a heap, and the last thing my brain wants to attempt to do is focus long enough to read threads. I think the only people who have even seen my lately are local Burbank/Hollywood folks.

"I am rather blue today, plus my butt itches. Woe! Just pick me the fuck up already! You don't need to wipe your ass! Why must you torture me so?!" or, "I'm soooooo fucking bored. Christ. Where's that thing that was so amusing yesterday? You know. The thing. With the colors. You know what I mean! Just get it, okay?! Fuck you!"

So, babies are me?

Cindy, this one [link] is like the one I use. The lower of the hills goes under your neck, and your head rests in the trough.

I have a yoga friend who swears by the TempurPedic one, but I like to sleep on my side, and I can't with the TP, designed as it is to prevent your head from lolling.

Thanks, Raq. Dh just left to get me one. The one you use is the one that looked the best to me, online. I told him to get that, and if he couldn't to get the TempurPedic. I can sleep on either my back or side.