I’ve been feeling like a bad mom lately because Kaylee hasn’t been getting any tummy time, which I’ve read is HIGHLY IMPORTANT. So, either I needed to stop reading these things or I needed to start putting her on her tummy to play.
The problems:
1. I can’t stop reading these things. I’m a writer, and therefore a reader, and I will always read scary articles about how I’m ruining my child’s life. (For example, I recently found out that since I’ve chosen not to breastfeed, Kaylee is doomed to a life of illness and obesity. Poor kid.)
2. We have two shedding dogs and a broken vacuum cleaner. My carpet has not exactly been a place I’ve wanted Kaylee to put her face.
On Friday, Rob and I finally decided to suck it up and get a really nice vacuum cleaner, one designed especially for animal hair. I’ve never had so much fun vacuuming the floor, and I’d had no idea just how much grossness there was in our carpet.So Kaylee finally got to play on the floor this weekend.
Of course, she kind of hates tummy time and rolls over onto her back almost immediately.
But you have to give me points for trying.
6 comments:
I think I have become a "cyberchondriac." Maybe you're one too.
Great, now I have to worry about becoming a cyberchondriac, too. Sigh.
You forgot the most important thing! What kind of vaccuum is it?
Oops, didn't mean to leave out such a crucial detail. It's a Dyson DC-17 Animal.
Ooooh, owch. Don't tell Dan.
Yeah, I heard Dan hates Dysons a few hours after we bought it. BUT, it sucked about six dogs' worth of hair out of our carpet and, you know, it's purple which is also cool.
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