It's Never Too Late

The Boogin Head Pacifier Clip

Okay, so FINALLY, after 9 months of searching, and losing, and searching, and losing about 25 pacifiers, I got smart and ordered one online that would fit our little princess' pacifier of choice -- the Soothie pacifier. It's the one they give infants in the hospital and my husband liked it the most because it's all one piece, thus, less chance of bacteria growing in little holes. They are easier to clean, but impossible to keep track of, and they bounce like rubber balls when they hit the floor. So for anyone else with a special pacifier, I recommend the BooginHead pacifier clip -- it's pretty universal, and stays clipped very tight. Which means less bending over and searching for me!

You can find them, and other cool things that keep track of baby stuff here:

www.booginhead.com

(I like any product that helps keeps things off the floor, because it's difficult for me to bend down and reach)

LOVE means SOMETIMES having to say "I WAS WRONG"

Some people, myself included, wondered how in the world I was going to keep up with Claire once she started crawling. Well, here's the solution: this old, ugly, worn out office chair that my husband found in the dumpster.

When he wheeled it into our front room more than a year ago, I thought "NO!!! NO more TRASH in our front room! We don't need another chair, this one's ugly, when am I ever going to use it???".

Well, I was wrong. It's the PERFECT chair for me as a mom. When Claire started rolling around, and I couldn't leave her on the couch anymore, I didn't know how I was going to manage with her on the floor all day. But lo and behold, the trashy black chair became my favorite piece of furniture. So, I had to tell my husband I was wrong. I hate that.

Anyways, here's out it works: when Claire is on the ground, and starts to whine for me to pick her up, or if I need to change/feed/cuddle her, I just mosie on over in the chair (wheels are great!), and lower my two hands, with pointer fingers extended and say "UP, UP". Claire obediently grabs my fingers, and I can easily pull her to a standing position, then pick her up onto my lap.

Sometimes being wrong is a good thing.