Was anyone else obsessed with the tv show Rescue 911? It was easily my favorite show. I still find myself thinking about some of those dramatic reenactments such as the kid who got his tongue stuck to the freezer or the girl out at prom who unknowingly at shrimp and almost died with her boyfriend thinking about Tim McGraw’s “Don’t take the girl.”
Inspired by this show, I may have practiced CPR on my Teddy Ruxpin a time or twenty. That all said, I take safety seriously. Instead of being fixated on all the bad things that can happen, we as parents have taken a proactive step: Daniel and I are both CPR certified. I’m also first aid certified. In recent years I’ve also been AED certified. If I learned anything from Rescue 911 was that emergencies happen and preparation save lives.
That’s why when a CPR course was offered to parents at our childcare center, I was excited Daniel signed up. Though he had first learned CPR as a child, a refresher course is important, especially one that focuses on both adult and infant/child CPR techniques which are different.
While D was in the CRP class, I was working on the staff directory for Ennis’ daycare. I’ve been taking staff photos for a couple weeks which has allowed me to sneak in and get some non-cellphone photos of Ennis in his classroom. Now you can see where Ennis spends most of his waking hours in a week:
Almost every mom of a boy I know has shared the same lament with me: clothes for boys aren’t nearly as cute and fun as clothes for girls. However, there is one area where I am pretty much guaranteed to find cuteness in boys’ clothes and that is pajamas.
One lazy morning I decided to take an obscene amount of photos of Ennis in my favorite pjs of his before he outgrows them!
So what’s 270 miles when you’ve got the internet and a webcam?
Grandma tells Ennis about Mary and her lamb friend.
Real talk: I guess I thought I’d eventually get used to dropping Ennis off at daycare, but now after four months, I just don’t think I can get used to my heart breaking, even if it happens every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday at 7:55.
So far, I haven’t cried and neither has he as we parted, but instead of getting easier with time, as he gets older, I find myself lamenting all the things I miss and will continue to miss like first steps and words. I wonder if the first time we noted things like his sitting up were really the first time or just the first time we saw it.
Clearly I still struggle with our decision for using childcare. My working is a worthy a trade off for not struggling to stay out of any sort of debt while D completes his PhD. Though I often have to remind myself that maybe my easy baby is partially so easy because I’m not short-tempered and worn-down from financial stressors and that my job affords us the resources and lifestyle to provide a calm stable environment. And this, perhaps, is worth missing some firsts.
We’ve been introducing Ennis to solid food for a month now though we’re going pretty leisurely. I have no desire to fight with a spoon or spend much time with purees, so we’ve been going the babyled weaning route by giving him real food that’s naturally soft and letting him work on feeding himself.
It’s great. It gives him something to do while we’re eating meals and gets us all used to sitting at the table together eating. Some days he just smashes the food and other days he smashes and eats. The above video is a smash and eat day.
Breastmilk is still the majority of his diet, but we are all loving this easy and cute transition though some of his faces (example 0:26 in the vid) make me wonder what he’s actually thinking.
Sometimes I feel as if my hair doesn’t grow.
I honestly believe that going natural would change that. That using the right products. That eliminating heat. That eating clean. That I was completely capable of changing that if I just found the right combination I could unlock the secret to why it feels like my hair doesn’t grow.
People are often surprised to learn that I am growing my hair out. That I’ve been doing so since 2006. Yes, 6 years and this is how long my hair is. Not only that, this is the longest my hair has ever been.
When friends who go natural seem to grow twist outs in 6 months that rival my growth in 6 years, it doesn’t feel like my hair grows. Or when I can’t try styles shown on youtube because I don’t have enough hair, it feels like my hair doesn’t grow.
There’s a lot of talk about good and bad hair in the black community, and while I can appreciate the argument that all hair is good hair. If I had a choice, I’d go with the hair that felt like it grew.
I admit all these negative feelings to qualify how pleased I was when I compared my last two staff portraits:
loves his great-grandma.
And she loves him too.
By Alicia Barnes
School of Human Sciences
MISSISSIPPI STATE – Distractions, fatigue and stress have contributed to the vehicular heatstroke deaths of an estimated 610 children over the past 21 years.
With fatalities occurring in the spring, summer, and fall every year, the Mississippi Child Care Resource and Referral Network at the Mississippi State University Extension Service wants parents and caregivers to be aware of the danger of children being left in vehicles.
While some children are injured playing inside unlocked cars, most fatal accidents happen when a parent or caregiver who does not normally take the child to childcare inadvertently leaves him or her inside the vehicle.
“Structure is important for children and adults. When you do a task day after day, like driving to work, those steps become automatic. That is why a change in routine can be dangerous,” Melissa Tenhet, a project director for the MSCCR&R Network said.