My Little Human Bean

Adventures in Learning to Parent and Love

The Squishes Of Others

Little Bean pushes himself up with his forearms on the bed during tummy-time.Hey all. It’s been a long time since I posted here… but better late than never, right? Things have been going really well with Little Bean and me. I wish you could meet him! He is so smiley and happy, and a joy to be around. I am proud of him every single day… lately he’s been getting really good at pushing himself up during tummy-time. Next week he’ll be 5 months old… can you believe how much time has flown? I certainly can’t. I’ve gotten my professional site, Mel Adamei’s Dev Shop, up and running and even have a few clients now too. (Check it out! I am happy to do distance work as well!) A lot has been going on over here. :)

Anyway, I recently borrowed a water ring sling from a friend who just recently had her baby. Like, had her baby a day prior to me coming over to borrow the sling, and it hit me pretty hard.

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Stomach Bug & Scaling Back

So, Little Bean and I have just gotten over a particularly nasty tummy-bug. It was going around the moms’ group, but I didn’t think anything of it when I went to the babywearing meetup to return the wrap I was borrowing. Either way, it was a pretty unhappy experience for us. I was sick, and Little Bean was so sick and drooling that I thought for sure he was teething! (Even went out and bought some teething gel for him…) It wasn’t teething though, and now we’re starting to feel better… though Little Bean is still having little baby diarrhea.  Read the rest of this entry »

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All Babies Look The Same

Little Bean looks at the camera in a super cute fashion.

Go ahead, tell this face he isn’t the most adorable ever. Just try it.

I used to say “I don’t want a kid.” or “If do have a kid, it’s going to be ugly.  All babies are ugly.”  Fast forward to being pregnant, and cue dreams of not being able to pick my baby out of a hundred other similar-looking babies.  I spent the rest of my dream-life agonized by the thought that I had picked the wrong one and that this was not my genetic offspring and that someone else had my half-DNA creation out there in the world and might not be taking as good of care of him as I could.  I assured friends and family that I wouldn’t spam my facebook or their emails with pictures of my baby making the same face or different faces or just sleeping over and over again because I’d remember that, y’know, babies are ugly and that the only person who might think he’s cute would be me because of birthing-hormones.  And now I have my child.  My Little Bean.  And you know what?  He is the stinking cutest little thing I have ever seen.

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Limb Awareness

Little Beans plays with a little Eeyore plush with crinkly ears.

Such crinkly ears!

Little Bean, at nine weeks old you’re getting better and better at moving your body and using your limbs.  You’re aware enough of your hands now that you can put them in your mouth, and you still love looking at your feet and contemplating their existence.  You are much better at farting now, and you’re having your infamous “Lake of Poop”s much less often now… which is great news for me!  You enjoy being awake and watching the world more often, and you love looking up at the sky.  I’m not quite sure what you’re looking at, as it’s just plain blue without clouds here, but that’s just what you do.  Fans are also of great interest to you, and I sit here writing this you’re staring at the palm tree.  Maybe you’ll really like the outdoors and nature when you grow up?

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Promoting Confidence In My Chill Little Bean

As far as kids go, I think I got pretty lucky.  I told Little Bean while he was in the womb that he needed to be sure to pick his dad’s skin, eyes, teeth, and lungs and my body build, hair, and toes.  So far he picked his dad’s toes as far as I can see and the rest time will tell on… but that’s not what I mean.  Little Bean is a pretty chill little dude.  He’s cool with hangin’ out on the bed next to me or on the lounger next to me if we’re out in the back yard.  He loves to play smiles, practicing standing is like The Best Thing Ever, and just looking at his feet is a great source of intense contemplation for him.  He’s a pretty introspective and self-sufficient little dude. One might even say he is a confident baby… he doesn’t mind being passed around from person to person and will often play smiles with other people (men and women!) as readily as he does with me. I often think to myself how lucky I am with this.  It never occurred to me that I might accidentally undermine these traits in him as he gets older until I read this article over on Peaceful Parents, Confident Kids. (Can you tell I have a lot of time to research parenting while breastfeeding?)

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