While we were at the library today, I saw a lady walking around carrying her tiny baby (<2m?) in a carseat carrier, hood up. As she walked past, I saw his huge eyes looking around in confusion. I felt so sad for him. How could she not know he wanted to be snuggled up close to his mama's heartbeat? Or at least be able to see her face?
A gut feeling has had me wondering really hard about investigating some kind of gymnastics or other movement class for my kids, and today I came across Mamaebeth's post on Rae Pica & her work. Will definitely have to check this out.
While reading through Rae Pica's blog, I came across this post about tummy time and am now wondering even more if I have ruined my children by not forcing tummy time on them when they so vehemently objected it. I had been wondering this before, based on a conversation with my friends from my mommies' faith group, and the fact that neither of my children crawled, but rather scooted on 1 foot and dragged the other along. Was what everyone thought so cute and unique about them, actually the result of my inferior parenting? (Okay, to be fair to myself, ignorant parenting.) Are they going to need extensive Brain Integration Therapy? Or will Miss Ro's music class (which starts soon, yea!!!) be enough to fire up that inter-hemisphere communication?
On a more positive note, I felt validated in some of my more contriversial (AP-style) parenting choices after reading through Ms. Pica's blog and website a bit. I especially enjoyed this article about the importance of touch.
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