Hope you all out there managed to find a quiet moment this weekend to just sit back, max n relax
To kickstart our spring activities, I initially enrolled in a Mommy & Baby fitness class. After speaking with a girlfriend of mine who had taken the class, my
apprehension at spraining something better judgement made me cancel. She described one of the exercises – ‘The Circle of life’ whereupon one takes their babe in their arms, holding them straight out across their chest and moves them in a circle repeatedly. I tried this with Baby H and…let’s just say the ‘Circle of life’ became a crazy shaking octagon. Clearly this class was made for superstrong women with smaller babies
Since I get most of my fitness from daily play with Baby H, I wasn’t really heartbroken about cancelling. The goal is more for him to have some fun social time with other babies as opposed to me getting my sweat on and so my search for fun activities continued.
Which led us to baby music classes. We have our daily afternoon sing/dance party sessions at home anyways so may as well do it with other babies around.
Today was our first class and boy did he love it! Between the singing, the musical instruments, the dancing and the parachute at the end – he was havin’ a great ole time. As for me, I actually didn’t mind the singing as much as I thought I would. I mean, we sing at home all the time and I know my voice sucks so I am fine with the public knowing too. However, as some of the other mums warbled along in perfect pitch I felt I had to make up for my meagre singing skills by just being loud and singing with gusto. I think we pulled it off and H’s cackling laughter made me feel pretty darn good about my efforts.
It’s Earth week so the songs were all about the sun, rain, earth etc.
A great time had by all. Loved that the group wasn’t too big too so he had a lot of time to play around with the other babies.
Oh yes…it was also my first time being mistaken for the nanny but I’m sure it won’t be the last
Usually the weekends are packed full of errand running and family/friend get togethers.
We took some time this weekend to take advantage of the gorgeous springtime weather and went for a stroll in the park. Baby H was loving seeing people whizzing by on bikes and his daddy kept him happy by throwing random stuff around (sticks, tufts of grass, rocks etc.) Makes you really appreciate the simple pleasures in life to take a few minutes away from the regular hustle and bustle and just…walk
Only one missing was Sammie!
And yes it looks as though our stroll took us to a highway underpass but we were actually walking one of the largest parks in Toronto…though we didn’t end up making it very far it was nonetheless my fave moment of the weekend.
Playdates are a great way for the babes to
lie there beside each other interact and play. I mean, sure, the mommies get to chat, snack and have some adult convo which is a fantastic byproduct of getting your kiddo some social time. But really, its all about the kids. The playdates are actually getting a little more exciting nowadays as Baby H gets older (he’s 5.5 months now) since he can roll around and seems somewhat interested in the other babies. Its pretty awesome when you can get a group together that have similar age kidlets – its always comforting to know other mamas going through the same trials and tribulations and experiencing the same joys as you!
HOWEVER…this is an ideal playdate sitch. Because, like anything else in life, there can be an ugly underbelly. Though I haven’t personally experienced this myself (yet), there are those playdates that turn into a case of ‘My baby can do this, what can yours do?!’ or ‘Oh wow..your baby isn’t sleeping through the night yet?! Shame…’ If there’s one thing about being a mama I could do without, its the constant comparisons of baby vs baby.
Tummy time. Sleep training. Starting solids. Organic homemade baby food vs. good ole Gerber. Monthly developmental milestones. There’s a seemingly endless list of hot topics that parents will have an opinion on. Which is fine. But – the key is to remember that every baby is *shock* different and *bigger shock* an individual to whom no strict set of rules will apply. One baby’s lack of crawling is another baby’s inability to sleep 4 straight hours is another baby’s rejection of the boob.
In other words, every child is unique and thus, every parent’s way of caring for said child will be unique. So – while I have been lucky enough to have fun and lighthearted playdates free of competitive snubs, I am aware they are out there and I’m sure Baby H and I will encounter them at some point. And when we do, I’m sure Baby H will find the most inopportune moment to spit up all over mama’s sweater, start screaming insanely as though he is being eaten alive, and throw his shoes all over the place. And as Stylinmommy packs him up and rushes, frazzled, to the car, she will quietly kiss him on his squishy cheekies and whisper ‘Thanks for gettin us outta there!’
In an effort to get out there and make sure bubs gets lots of stimulation and activity, I’m going to document H’s shenanigans and outings. This way I’ll be somewhat accountable if we veg inside for an entire week…(you’ll see many more Eye Candy postings if thats the case).
To start off the week we were very excited to attend a baby massage clinic at www.advancedhealthrecovery.ca . Held by Naturopathic Doctor, Michelle Chin, and RMT, Dawn Breda-Costa, the clinic ended up being not only super educational but also super fun!
Things didn’t get off to a great start in the morning since we had had a rough night coupled with no nap in the a.m. When H spitup all over the second outfit I put him in I was seriously considering canning the whole affair and making a trip to the mailbox our big event.
Well I’m definitely happy we schlepped it out there. (And trust me, most outings with a bub are a serious schlep especially in winter!)
As you can see, H enjoyed the various massage techniques that were demonstrated on him. Baby L is pictured in the background, apparently loving her massage so much that she’s immobile with pleasure. Yes that is her real hair btw, she’s the envy of all hairless babies out there (heck she’s the envy of many a grown woman with her luscious curly locks!)
We were taught the many different types of massage and what they could help with – digestion, gas, colic. you name it! H let us know which ones worked when he tooted and pooped with pleasure.
All in all, a terrific Shenanigan to get involved with. We highly recommend paying a visit to Advanced Health Recovery – you’ll leave feeling relaxed no matter what you go in with!