Whilst putting a condom on a blue plastic phallus, (I was on a course, to be able to show young people how to correctly put on condoms, oh my glamourous life) I began thinking about reproduction. The little Bro and his wife are due a baby, pretty much any day and my parents are all a whir about the Bro's self help manual of choice - The Contented Baby. It sounds a bit like The Rules but instead of dating it's babies.
Anyway the bit the parents are a whir about is that the little contented Emperoress, will not be recieving guests until it is settled in a routine!! Now as anyone who knows me will know I am not big on babies, but I do know a bit abput child development and as I understand it babies for the first bit don't have an awful lot of object relation as like moles squinting in the daylight, being out and about from the womb takes a bit of time to get used to and whilst a routine is useful for all I cannot face the day at the moment without a bannana coffee smoothie, routine to the detriment of all else seems a bit precious.
The other thing is aren't babies meant to be a celebration, which involves the famlies being excited about the new family member? Anyway Bro has thrown a mini fit over my parents renting a cottage nearby when baby is about 5 weeks old, as his express permission wasn't asked, perhaps baby has her pilates class that day. Instead of feeling honoured that my ill father is going to make the trip to see his grandchild, he is upset and why because it may ruin the routine.
For F's sake, what if the routine doesn't work for baby after all one person's nivarna is anothers hell and last time I looked people don't come with manuals.
Anyway I feel a christmas present coming on: "How to deal with over anxious parents." I think it will be smashing for babies first christmas!
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