Cuteness overload Thank you @dockatot for gifting me with your multifunctional baby lounger
My baby will surely love hers when she arrives in April!
For all new and upcoming moms like me, this DockATot is one of the best things a mom can gift herself and her baby
It’s the perfect co sleeper and playtime lounger which comes in two sizes, Deluxe + is what I currently have for 0-8 months and the next one I’ll be most definitely getting my baby is the Grand size which is for babies 9-36 months @dockatot is made in Europe and designed in Sweden
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“weeds are flowers too,
once you get to know them.”
—a. a. milne
psa: i need to vent so if you’d rather keep scrolling, by all means. this past week, with Harlow teething, has been just exhausting in every way. Harlow only sleeps at night (with the rarest of daytime naps, like today); since she started teething, she’s been waking 5+ times a night for extra nursing. and less sleep than usual means my patience is running paper thin as i attempt to simply deal with my baby who’s crankier, clingier, and more emotional than usual.
this evening as i plopped her down on the floor, frustrated out of my mind with her fussy shenanigans, something i read back when she was the fussiest, hardest, colicky newborn babe ever popped into my head...
“Your early feelings about having a high need child may be so full of negatives (“doesn’t sleep,” “won’t settle,” “uncuddly,” “unpredictable,” “stubborn”) that you fail to see the flowers beneath the weeds. The payoff in parenting a high need child is that beneath every apparent “negative” trait lies a positive one. Once you pick the weeds (yours and baby’s), you see a flower blossom, sometimes so beautifully you forget that pile of weeds.”
i haven’t been so good about seeing past the weeds lately. and it’s easy to get discouraged when it seems everyone else has an “easy” baby and you were blessed/cursed with, well, the hardest baby ever...
but despite the broken sleep, the tearful and constant meltdowns on Harlow’s part, the endless nursing, and a sleep deficit so large i’m not sure i’ll ever make it up, i do love this fussy, cranky, ridiculous baby of mine. and it doesn’t take too much to see that she loves me back. she has no concept of words or their meanings, but she *knows* love and she. loves. me— her imperfect, equally cranky mama. and that makes all this weeding i have to do in my heart right now a little sweeter.
so, here’s to the wildflowers who’d be called weeds if they were planted in somebody else’s garden. i won’t give up on you, if you won’t give up on me, baby girl.