*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[Cynthia12]

 

[Bunnylady]

Ever since that outhouse got tipped into the moat, the humor around here has gone down the toilet.

 

[Wisher1000]

I didn't know the toilets in the kingdom were institutional..........












................ of course, what else would they be?

 

[Wisher1000]

I was much older than the other Moms-to-be in my first lactation class. I began to think that the younger moms were intimidated by me as they were not very talkative when I was around. One evening, the instructor was talking about the most comfortable positions to take for feeding. After she covered the "cradle" and the "football," I mentioned that there was also the "fire hose" position. All eyes were on me. I explained that once you were my age, you could just sit in a chair beside the crib and thread it under your arm and through the slats. I had 17 friends for the rest of the sessions.

 

[sourland]

Wisher,

- oh, the visual on that.

 

[Wisher1000]

<chuckle>

 

[Bunnylady]

When BB2K was born, I remember one of the doctors that came in to check on us giving me the rundown on how she seemed to be doing. He concluded his observations with, "very mature muscle tone." I had to laugh. "You should have seen her brother!" I said.

The evening after Milo was born, I was lying on the hospital bed with my hands around the baby's rib cage. I had the first two fingers of each hand extended behind his head in case his head came back, but it was just a precaution. My hands were there just to keep him from falling over; he was standing on my stomach with his weight fully supported by his legs, and holding his own head up. I remember thinking, "what is this thing I have given birth to? Newborns don't do this!"

He was a very strong, very active baby, and I paid many times over for that mature muscle tone. Nursing that child was always a wrestling match. Some mothers can read or do something else with their "free hand." That was never an option with him - a flailing hand would knock anything within range to the floor. He pushed hard against anything he could reach with his feet, which nearly sent him shooting off my lap more than once. Forget the "football hold;" our "cradle" quickly got modified with a sort of nursing half-Nelson - one arm supporting his head and back, and the other arm looped under his legs, making sure that his feet weren't pointed at anything he could push against.

 

[Wisher1000]

 

[Tanichca]

When BB2K was born, I remember one of the doctors that came in to check on us giving me the rundown on how she seemed to be doing. He concluded his observations with, "very mature muscle tone." I had to laugh. "You should have seen her brother!" I said.

The evening after Milo was born, I was lying on the hospital bed with my hands around the baby's rib cage. I had the first two fingers of each hand extended behind his head in case his head came back, but it was just a precaution. My hands were there just to keep him from falling over; he was standing on my stomach with his weight fully supported by his legs, and holding his own head up. I remember thinking, "what is this thing I have given birth to? Newborns don't do this!"

He was a very strong, very active baby, and I paid many times over for that mature muscle tone. Nursing that child was always a wrestling match. Some mothers can read or do something else with their "free hand." That was never an option with him - a flailing hand would knock anything within range to the floor. He pushed hard against anything he could reach with his feet, which nearly sent him shooting off my lap more than once. Forget the "football hold;" our "cradle" quickly got modified with a sort of nursing half-Nelson - one arm supporting his head and back, and the other arm looped under his legs, making sure that his feet weren't pointed at anything he could push against.

Well, you gave birth to Superman.

 

[Bunnylady]

Well, of course! You'd think I would have known he was the Bun of Steel.