The Bassinet

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    It's 4 a.m. here in Georgia and I am up way too late. I'm up preparing for my middle son's 9th birthday party that will be hosted tomorrow afternoon, but I am also preparing for a friend's baby shower that I am helping host tomorrow morning. This is her first child and she is a young mom, at the tender age of 19.

   Several months ago I told her that if anyone asked if she needed a bassinet, to tell them no, because I intended to give her the one I was currently using with my own infant daughter. The time has come to pass down the bassinet, as my daughter is now 6 months old and can sit up on her own. As I was washing the cover on the bassinet and preparing it to hand down, I began to think back to the first time I washed the cover on this bassinet. I found it on resale and caught a bargain. It was in pristine condition and I couldn't wait to get it home, to set up for my own daughter. Now, six months have passed. Where have these six months gone??This then made me think of my oldest child. In just 9 short months, he will be turning 13. Entering the teenage years terrifies me. But it seems such a short time ago, he was only 6 months old. Now, in only 6 years, he will be considered a legal adult.

   A few weeks ago, this same friend made a comment that the decisions she is making for her daughter are the decisions she and her husband feel are best and that motherhood is "not rocket science". Part of me wanted to scream "You have no idea what you're in for!"  Motherhood is by far the hardest job that I have ever attempted. Sometimes it does feel like rocket science! It's amazing how this little being can have you, an adult, feeling as vunerable and helpless as the tiny creature you're holding. You want to make the very best decisions for them, but then you wonder if those are the correct decisions. Are you holding them too much? Are you forcing them to quit nursing/bottle feeding too soon? Is co-sleeping the right decision? Should I put baby in his/her own bed?

   There is no right or wrong answer. We each must do what is right for our families. Out of 5 children, 4 of my own refused to co-sleep. My 6 month old is the only child who would snuggle up to me to sleep. I embraced every single second of that time, until she decided she wanted to sleep in her own space. The one thing I can tell you will work for every family is to love your child too much, tell him or her too many stories, snuggle too much, say yes too many times. Give your child as much attention as you can possibly give. This time passes so quickly and these are days that you won't get back. d29aed816dd2aca2751da0f4369e7611.jpg

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