CONFESSION: I had so much trouble nursing because of the circumstances of Felix's birth that I didn't try past day 7. Cloth diapers drove me nuts. I watched tv round the clock as I fed Felix and hung out with him during the day. In fact I would get angry if Conan O'Brien dared not appear at the 4am feeding.
When I was pregnant with my next child (Annie, who is now 6), I read all that stuff over again. This time I would do it! I would! On the day she was born, the hospital was at max capacity and there was no one available to help me understand how to nurse. I asked for a bottle within the hour. After I got home, I was so tired from having a toddler and an infant that I let my toddler watch a lot of Sprout television programs.
Interesting note: We all made it through and we are all pretty smart and creative. I'm not saying that it just happened by osmosis. I read all. the. time. My kids see this and they know that I will NEVER say no to a book-either the purchasing or the reading. They know I value education so much that I became a teacher.
The point is that I could spend hours beating myself up over how little my real life resembles the one I envisioned (and sometimes I do) or I could see that we do pretty well. My kids are both extremely intelligent and spend hours reading books. I judge absolutely NOTHING that they read.
- Easy dragon books
- Tougher Harry Potter ones
- Books about cartoon characters
- Books about characters with strong personalities
- Books about minerals and gems
- Magazines about expensive dolls that are coveted.