Showing posts with label teething. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teething. Show all posts

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Babys got teeth.


Teeth. We can't wait until they appear yet curse the troubles they bring with them. It seems teething is more distressing for parents than it is children, after all they have no memory of the horrible ordeal. I hear some parents boasting about how trouble-free their teething experience was, and I am always very skeptical of the truth in their stories.

When it comes to teething relief there is so much conflicting information out there, some advocate natural therapies, some swear by panadol, some recommend not altering the routine, others recommend extra comfort. We all know the mantra "Do what works for you", and teething is no different.

This is where you come in! I'd like to hear from my readers regarding teething, I want to know all your tips and tricks, no matter how weird and wacky, no matter how conventional or unconventional. Be it old wives tales or medically approved remedies. Once I have gathered enough "this is what works for me's", I'd like to share them with you all. A post that all mothers (or fathers) can find and use to provide them with different suggestions for their grizzling, dribbling, rosy cheek-ed babies! Perhaps something they may not have considered before.

If you have any teething tips and tricks that you would like to contribute please feel free to e-mail them to me here, tweet them to me here, or post them to me here. I can't wait to have a list of weird and wonderful remedies to share with you!

Plenty of love...

Sunday, June 19, 2011

It's 4am...


Its 4am, and I have never felt more calm. 

Stella is teething at the moment, her top left tooth is half way through and the right one is breaking the surface. She has been grizzly and clingy to mama, but generally not too bad. Definitely not as difficult and unsettled as when her first bottom teeth graced us. She woke at around 1:30 am, I changed her nappy, re-tucked her blankets in and gave her some teething relief. I rubbed her tummy, kissed her cheek and said goodnight, I left the room.

We all have our own techniques when it comes to settling our out of character unsettled babies. For me, I have learnt that I can provide comfort and security without actually getting Stella up from her own cot. Not all mamas would agree with this, but for us, this works. I know that although I am craving to get her out, cuddle her and feed her back to sleep, purely for comfort...that in the long run, this isn't effective for teaching her to self settle. However, there are no 'rules'. As mothers, we tend to follow a combination of wisdom, our babies lead and emotions. Friday night, instead of letting her self settle I gave her a night of indulgent comforting. She came into my bed and snuggled right up into me, her head on my shoulder. It's what needed to be done to get four hours sleep before a day of work. We do what we need to do.

I am so much stronger than I used to be when it comes to my own parenting decisions, I used to fret constantly that I wasn't doing the 'right thing'. Now, if Stella wakes during the night and is out of sorts, I can remain calm and follow our usual routine. 'Keep calm and carry on'. I follow her lead, I follow my instincts, I follow our emotions.


Its 4am, and I have never felt more calm. 

Stella is still awake in her cot, not crying. Just rolling around and sucking on her blankets (apparently blanket sucking is amazing when you are 11 months old), I know she will go back to sleep soon, I know we will get a chance to catch up on this lost sleep at some stage. I know her tooth will come through and the discomfort will go. I noticed this 'calm' trait surfaced when I became a single mother, with each passing month, week and day it becomes stronger and stronger.


 Its 4am, and I have never felt more calm. 

Stella has fallen back to sleep. The house is quiet and still. I have a wheat pack and hot milk. I look around me and see nothing but calm, feel nothing but peace, content and happiness. Motherhood, I love you.