We are not bunch of happy campers today. Michele is in bed with some wort of virus. Don't know what it is. She cant keep anything down, but at the same time doesn't appear to be dehydrated. All she wants to do is sleep. So we got some re-hydration mixture from the chemist and let her sleep. She seems quite happy except for a temperature and a snotty nose. Stephanie has cauliflower last night at meal time and now Cathy is grumpy. We thought maybe she would improve. But, no, it's business as usual. I would like to think that Cathy is the exception to the rule when it comes to breastfeeding blues. Michele wasn't breastfed, so we had no inkling of what would happen with Cathy until we got her home and she was seriously cranky all the time except for feeding and sleeping. This was not a happy house. Then we found out about foods that mum eats that will affect the baby through the breast milk. Of course they don't tell you that at the breastfeeding class. It's all roses in the garden, breast is best and all that. Breast is best. There is no doubt about that, Cathy is living proof. However she has been a nightmare so far as what Steph can and cannot eat. There is a whole range of foods that will affect the baby through the milk, or rather can. Reader beware. And all the breastfeeding, advocates tell the mothers plainly and don't gloss over what is a serious issue for mother and child.
There! That's my belly aching out of the road.
This afternoon Mrs Manager decided to have a shower. Cathy was awake and I decided it was time for some serious Dad and Daughter stuff. You know, the sort that 16 week old daughters and Dads engage in when mothers are not there to tell them they can't. That's the best time. First it was a raspberry blowing competition which I won. Cathy is still learning. Am I in trouble when she catches on. That was followed by a competition to see who could stick there tongue out furthest. I won that one too. That was followed by a competition to see who could fit their fist into their mouth. Well, I lost that one. Cathy does that with ease. Mind you, there are lots of things that go into a 16 week old's mouth. But, we will leave that one alone, wont we. Then it was time for a little training. Legs up, she is still catching on to that. Followed by legs down, she is really good at that one. It is amazing to watch her concentrate while I work with her. That brings me to another thing I read this last week. I read about a 19 month old who helps his dad at work. The young fellow can tell sizes and types of nails. Also what a hammer is and so on. I actually like reading the web site concerned. Mr Pearl suggest, not in so many words, that if you have to swat then your doing something wrong. He doesn't literally say that. But that is what is implied. He does hold with swatting if need be and spends some time talking about just that. But I sort of get the idea that really it is the parents who need their heads read. I agree with him. He says that training should begin 12 months before the first birthday. I agree. Michele is living proof. We didn't and now she is paying for our mistakes. He says examine your motives. Why are you doing what your doing. He says train train train and when your done train again. Is the kid whinging, then why did it get that far in the first place. Never leave the kid alone. Even when you not training the child you are.
Back to Miss Cathy and me. Next on the agenda was a visit to the shower room. After all by this time Mrs Manager had been in there a while. We proceeded on a tour of the bathroom, giving the young lady and in-depth description of everything therein and it's intended use. By that time it was time for Mrs Manager to get out and me to get in. This ended the session with Cathy. I do so enjoy our little times together. She really is just the best kid and even better she hasn't woken up to what and idiot her Dad sometimes is. Even Michele still thinks I am a hero. I will enjoy for while it lasts.
Today's Bible reading from St Luke's is Ezekiel 29. This is God's judgement on Egypt. What was Pharaoh's mistake? Verse 3. He set himself above God. Oops! He didn't ought to do that. That was not a good career move. Look at Isaiah 14:13. But wait. Let us not get to self righteous here. Do we not also do the same from time to time? You don't? Oh. I wouldn't call you a lier. No, it's just that I have a hard time believing you. Is God first in your life? No? Then He ought to be. Even those of us who do place Him first are as guilty sometimes as Pharaoh, much more so those who don't. As creator He is entitled to first place in everything we do. Mind you, those of us who do are guilty or the more so.
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