Category: Kids

In honor of Lucy’s one-month birthday today, we’d like to make a confession: We still have her dried-up umbilical-cord stump sitting in a little dish on the changing table. Continue reading “Stumped”

We acknowledge that the human smile is a psycho-physiological phenomenon, and that until newborns attain [1] control of their facial muscles and [2] perception of their surroundings it’s literally nonsense to say they’re truly smiling. Every once in a while, though, Lucy’s face cracks a grin on its own. Continue reading “What are you smiling about?”

I love our Chicago bungalow, and I love its hardwood floors. But I hate the dust bunnies. After four weeks of undisturbed reproduction opportunities, they have moved in and started to take out home equity loans. But today we put a stop to it. Continue reading “Bunny-cide”

Ann went nuts with the camera yesterday and shot a string of 20 photos of Lucy in her arms over the course of three minutes. Most of them are a bit out of focus, but at a small scale you can’t really notice — and the whole series captures a feel for what it’s like to hold and look into the face of this very active little baby. So I put them together into a “filmstrip.” Continue reading “Three minutes in the life of Lucy”

I am constantly inspired by you readers who have been so helpful in responding to posts here at BNN. In particular, a number of comments on yesterday’s “rant about Tracy Hogg”:/news/2006/why-i-am-mad-at-tracy-hogg/ got me thinking. Continue reading “Thinking out loud”

I’m not a gambling woman, but putting Lucy down to sleep sure does feel chancey to me most of the time. Each time I quickly dash out of the room, heart racing, listening anxiously for any whimpering, I think about how much this process feels like luck rather than skill. Here’s how: Continue reading “Sleep poker”

I can tell that I’m starting to feel a bit more comfortable in my own skin these days. The first few weeks of Lucy’s out-of-womb experience have been quite an exciting ride, and I’ve felt a lot like I’m holding on for dear life. But here are a few signs that I’m starting to feel just like regular old Ann again: Continue reading “Signs of health”

Earlier this week, Ann wrote about Lucy’s adorable “"little stretch routine"”:/news/2006/three-weeks/ when waking up from a swaddled sleep, and that made me realize we didn’t have any photos of that. Continue reading “Arch angel”

“Uh-oh! Doctor Diaper? We have an emergency!”