Flipping, freezing, sterilising and the just plain ludicrous - what daft things did you do with your PFB?(267 Posts)
Talking to dd1 tonight (she is 15 and has two sisters) I remembered how totally inept dh and I were.
Filled the baby bath and then carried it (taking two of us) in to the living room of our flat to bath her because it was warmer than the bathroom. Then after the bath we carried it back, sloshing right and left, to empty it.
The first night we had her at home we were so worried about overheating her we put her in a cradle in a vest with a sheet and single blanket, by a window, in April......then wondered why she cried all night and went to sleep when the sun came up.....
Sterilised the bowl for her breakfast until she was a year old. This was dh's job because I Was At Home All Day With The Baby! When he forgot and tried to get in to bed and go to sleep without doing it we had a row. Dh still complains of the 'tyranny of baby's bowl'
When she was six months old and started to roll she would roll herself on to her front to sleep. So every night we would check on her, find her on her front and flip her on to back. Unsurprisingly this woke her....but we kept doing it till my HV told me we were crazy!
Were we alone in this insanity?
We have a hilarious clip of dh chatting to ds in his highchair. The microwave pings and I appear with some warmed cucumber sticks. Too cold straight from the fridge for my PFB
I was so paranoid of giving her formula or cows milk I would pour her cornflakes then get my boob out and spend a good half hour squeezing my milk directly on to her cereal. Weird and gross. Not to be repeated x
Oh god so many. Telling my mum off for giving DS a quaver (just one!) when he was about 11 months.
Sterilising his dummies after he dropped them on a night. I ended up with about 30 dummies and would run up and down stairs with them.
Having a bit of a crying meltdown when he said dada first!
roar at breast milk cornflakes
I phoned the maternity ward at 11pm to see if I had to sterilise the infacol dropper.
I've just remembered we nearly rioted when we realised that Boots were stopping doing the dry wipes we used after the wet wipes to dry her adorable little bottom.
I had Infacol dropper issues too. It went in his MOUTH. It must be STERILE
We did the bath thing. I look back now and wonder why? why???
I also cried when my bad let DS lick a kitkat at 4 months old. In public.
We nearly took dd to A&E when she coughed and spluttered after the follow up does of Vit K. In those days you got it in a capsule to squirt in their mouth and she made a fuss. I actually had my shoes on ready to go out for medical help when she decided to calm down
We spent an hour or so arguing about the steilirty of a bottle. Instructions on steriliser said once you take the lid off the steriliser then the bottle is no longer sterile. We were trying to work out how to get the milk in the bottle given it was no longer sterile.
Those strong messages about sterilising things had a lot to answer for. We used Milton solution every day..........
First time DS rolled off the bed I was hysterical and ready for taking him to A&E. lovely MIL very gently suggested that keeping an eye on him would probably be ok, and that it would be the first of very many bumps!
I called the maternity ward because DD threw up for the first time at two weeks. I seriously thought she was properly ill. How they didn't laugh at me I really don't know!
We were so worried about SIDS and overheating, we put our preemie ds to bed in his onsie. Wrapped in one blanket. in winter. We wondered why he cried constantly, but stopped as soon as he was breast fed next to my warm body. God, we were stupid
I tested the 'no more tears' shampoo by putting some in my own eye.
Secretwitch - glad it wasn't just us! I mean - what did we think would happen?
I love this thread already
I have woken sleeping dd many a time to check she is still breathing by giving her a little push, then a bit more, then actually waking her up just in case
Screamingnotwaving I thought of a poster who has put no more tears in her own eye when I was reading this thread, it was you!!
I also used to insist visitors washed their hands before touching the baby
NorthernLurker,I was so intent on not overheating him! We just froze our newborn instead..
I'm loving this thread!
I did the bath thing too. DH and I made the whole house wet by carrying the baby bath through the house.
DD1 needed oral antibiotics when she was only 5 days old. I couldn't get my head round how to get the Milton dilution right to sterilise the syringes. I ended up phoning the hospital and requesting a new syringe for each dose. They were very obliging. I then sent DH to pick up 15 syringes from the hospital. This was more of a baby brain moment but DD2 has had the odd dose of calpol and I have not bothered to sterilise anything.
I weighed DD -every day on the kitchen scales-- a lot.
ds is a strong boy and a couple of months ago he kept rolling in his sleep crashing and waking up. I'd had it drilled in to me that it should be feet to for and back to sleep I left the hv a message to see if I could just put him down on his front as thats where he was ending up, I could hear her over the phone.
I also made up his porridge with formula until I asked a freind if she was just making 30ml and throwing the excess as you have to use it in 2 hours she looked at me like a loon and told me to use cows milk.
I have quite a bit of common sense normally believe it or not
So the squeezing of breastmilk onto cornflakes made me laugh so hard I woke the baby that was sleeping. Drat.
I'm rather frighteningly PFB about my PSB, dd1 was a very sick baby and so the constant hygiene and sterile environment was unfortunately necessary. But I'm being precious all over again this time round!
My 'Notes for DD' document, to help whoever was looking after 22 month-old DD whilst I had DS in hospital (I know) is 2 sides of typed A4 and contains the memorable phrase 'We will make sure it's not a hairwash night' .
Whatever was I thinking? I came across said document the other day and lolled.
I did the thing with the bath too, the bathroom in my old house was freezing IIRC it had no radiator, and a badly fitting window.
i did it with dc2 as well
Screaming I don't actually think there's anything wrong with asking people to wash their hands before touching a newborn. I would do it without being asked. They are so susceptible to infections.
So no need to be
Wittier, me too. And there was a fireplace in the living room which was thankfully just across the hall.
Warmer house now. Any new babies will be bathed in the bathroom.
We USD heating in the other rooms, just not the bathroom, or maybe that radiator didn't work I can't remember. I just remember the bathroom was freezing, I hated getting out the bath, or going to the toilet in winter!
Actually dd1 was regularly bathed in the kitchen sink because our bathroom was perishing cold. Lovely warm bathroom in this house, it was one of the. key factors for buying it!
Ans hand washing before holding very new babies isn't a crazy idea
We were carrying the baby bath in to the livingroom which had the kitchen (and sink) at one end!. Why didn't we just chuck her in that?
I even managed to do this by myself when she did a horrible up the back nappy when dh was away for the night.
When we first came home from hospital and DD woke for night feeds I used to put a hot water bottle in her moses basket so the sheets wouldn't be too chilly for her when she went back to bed. It made sense at the time.
This thread has made my night!! My fave is warmed cucumber sticks.
I would put dd's baby grow on the radiator whilst she had a bath so it was nice and toasty for her
I had sister who warned me about being PFB so I don't think I've been too bad after reading these.
I couldn't have been to PFB, the day I come out of hospital my best friend turned up and did the roots on my hair!
I still put PFB's pjs and towel on the radiator during his bath so they're nice and warm for him and he's nearly 4
I was too scared of cutting my babies' nails so used to nibble them while they were sleeping on me.
It ALL makes sense at the time. It's only in retrospect that you realise exactly how odd maternity made you And the dads are just as bad!
42- it's common advice now to use a hot water bottle in to warm the basket.
I did the hot water bottle in basket thing, but mainly because PFB disliked/dislikes sleep and would wail if I put her back and the sheets were anything other than toasty, meaning another 40 minutes of feeding and shushing.
I think my best one was not allowing her to watch any television, at all until 2 years old. If we were out and came across one I would cover her eyes or turn her away from it.
These days I frequently hear "Ben, Hawwwwly? Ben, Hawwwwwly? Please?"
I was terrified of overheating PFB and retrospectively panic over how inadequately I wrapped him for the snowy winter in which he was born! I remember desperately wanting a pram thermometer so that I could accurately gauge the correct number of blankets whilst we were out.
Also did the bath thing!
However, PSB due soon and I found myself wondering this morning how I could politely phrase a request to friends and family to NOT wear perfume/aftershave when they visit newborn - I remember how vehemently I hated getting my lovely fragrant baby handed back to me NOT SMELLING OF HIS DELICIOUS SELF. Is there a way to actually ask this of people...?
I phoned the maternity suite at gone midnight to tell my dd had vomited/ possited after her feed in her moses and that i was scared she would do it again and choke. The midwife calmly told me thi was very common and babies naturually turn to the side to vomit. She was a eight puker so i soon got used to it!!
We also used a baby bath in living room, once my mum aomehow emptied the full bath all iver our rug! Another time my dd pooed in the bath and my dads girlfriend who was a midwife scooped it out the bath for us... While i pulled my dd out. What was rhe point of scooping the poo out? There wa no point! But it was very selfless i guess... Plus shows even the most qualifies can go a bit doolaly when a baby is about!
Screaming your shampoo in eye story is hilarious!
When DS1 was a newborn and used to wake crying at night for a milk feed, we'd immediately change his nappy first before giving him milk (on the basis that we couldn't leave him in a dirty (2 hour old!) nappy if he then fell asleep after milk, and wouldn't want to wake him to change him (the idea of leaving him in a slightly damp nappy never occurred to us).
Poor wee soul would scream inconsolably (as you would, if you were starving but your 'caring' parents saw removing a slightly damp nappy as a priority).
It amazes me that we maintained this approach for about 8 weeks before we wised up (DS2 never got a nighttime nappy change unless there was pooh!)
Ah this thread is great. Love the cucumber sticks.
We also did the bath in the living room. One time we had the bath balanced on top of our meticulously laid out change table, with its colour matched boxes and baskets, when it sprung a leak and a wall of water cascaded over everything. All my precious co-ordinated lines of nappies and wipes - ruined! Ruined!
My pfb is nearly 8months and I still do lots of ridiculous things despite knowing they’re ridiculous!
If she’s asleep and I cant see that shes breathing, I sort of wiggle her lips with my finger cos she pulls a face and that tells me shes alive. Of course it quite often wakes her up.
When she was about 2 weeks old someone with a.cigarette leaned in her buggy and stroked her cheek, me and DH were wringing our hands and as soon as they went.away I.plucked her.out of her pram and ran home to wash her face. I’d had a c section and we live up a steep hill so it was bananas!
Was worried about EBF baby not gaining weight (someone should tell HVs to use the phrase "failure to thrive" VERY carefully with PFBs.). I made my own weighing machine by sewing a sling out of an old towel and attaching it to our luggage scales (the ones you use to weigh suitcases before flying with Ryanair!). Used to weigh before and after every feed to see how much she was eating!
Im actually going to have to wash my face as my mascara must be all over it by now. I have NEVER laughed so much at a Mnet Post.
The obsessive sterilising, the breast milk in cornflakes and my personal favorite - no more tears in the eye. My sides hurt!!
I remember my sterile fears well. The lists of instructions to my mum when she babysat and the flying across the room to rugby tackle anyone who went within a mile radius of him with anything less nutritious than a carrot stick!
My personal favorite memory is my PFB nutting himself off my front teeth leaving two indentations in his forehead. I phoned NHS 24 (oh yeh) but the best bit was - they told me to head straight to A&E!!!
By the time I phoned my DH in tears and packed a bag, common sense started to sneak in and I cancelled the appointment - phew.
3 DC's in and sooooo much has changed!
I was completely stumped when the time came for me to give ds1 His First Bath in hospital. Do you have to move their tiny balls about to wipe right down into the creases? How do you get at their bottom when they are lying on it? The midwife who came to help me must have thought I had a screw loose.
I couldn't bring myself to stop sterilising ds1's bottles even when he changed to cow's milk. In fact, I only stopped doing so when dd2 changed to cow's milk and I managed to go cold turkey with both their bottles! I agree with other posters that you can go quite steriliser mad.
I have also woken children on occasion to check that they were breathing. You realise you've gone too far when they are old enough to ask why you are waking them up...
Also done that thing of carrying the baby bath full of water, water sloshing about the place and making a dreadful mess. I have no idea why I was carrying it, or why I thought it might be even a vaguely sensible thing to do.
jellyandcake lol I know exactly what you mean though. My mother in laws perfume was so vile and she'd kiss them constantly (which I also hated because I can't stand her). My mum smokes so when all 3 were newborns i was ILL whenever she held them. We regularly got into arguments about it.
TBH you can't really without looking nuts. Im on your page but nah, can't be done.
It will be over and done before you know it then you can have your lovely baby smelling 'new baby' within a few hours again.
These are really making me laugh!
I phoned the maternity ward when DD1 was a week old and told them I was worried she was sleeping too much (she'd slept in peoples lovely warm arms all afternoon). The midwife laughed and told me I was very lucky!
She became a hideous napper, I wish I had enjoyed it more!
When MIL first babysat PFB overnight at 6 months old, I wrote detailed instructions re his care...and laminated it!
Appearing with warmed cucumber sticks is GENIUS. I love that you have it on video, forever
I am going to look forward to seeing DH be PFB with our babies... I will try not to interfere too much and instead record it on video
I would love to be a fly on the wall to hear the calls that anxious new parents make to the maternity unit.
It should be in a special section of OBEM.
Please keep this going, I can foresee a classics thread here!!!
On my first trip out on my own with PFB, I packed 10 nappies, 4 changes of clothes, 2 packs of baby wipes and 5 cartons of baby milk...........we were nipping into town!!! lol
Oh the breast milk in the cornflakes thing is hilarious! We did the obsessive sterilising and constant use of antibacterial hand lotion, the kind that dries in, left me with a terrible rash on my hands but I persevered!
I used to make DH go down the stairs in front of me when he was home, in case I'd slip going down while holding the baby. I guess i thought he'd act as some kind of buffer to stop the fall, only occurred to me recently I'd probably have taken him out too and the three of us would have been in a heap at the foot of the stairs.
I've remembered something else - dd aged about 7 months got hold of a magazine and chewed a page. In a panic that she would choke/be poisoned and unable to establish all the page had been removed from her mouth (yes I did try and piece the sucked and chewed bits together) I carried her (at speed) down to the GP practice at the end of the road to ask them. The receptionist very gravely assured me that no dd was not choking and no a bit of chewed page would not kill her. They must have killed themselves laughing afterwards. I wasn't even a patient there!
Warmed cucumber sticks
And the laminated instructions!! Love it!
For the first 3 weeks of DD1's life, I kept a chart of all the times I fed her and changed her, including colour and substance of the poo. 3 weeks! Goodness knows what I was thinking at the time but i was in such a state of exhaustion that I didn't half know what I was doing anyway (probably from trying to write down that I had fed her at 2.07 am)
we used to change DS's nappy before each night feed. used to turn the lights on, move to the living room to feed him, and everything. finally saw sense at about 6wks when MiL came to stay, and was sleeping in the living room, so I just fed him in bed, in the dark. changed my life!
Also, when he was about 3 days old we noticed his whole babygrow was wet in the middle of the night, but his nappy was completely dry! We then spend 30minutes on hold with NHS direct convinced he had some kind of sweating disease. In the end we decided that we must have put his nappy on wrong and that he just peed out of the side.....
I still change my 9mo dds nappy in night if she wakes! Maybe I am nuts? She is my pfb though... !
Bertie i totally agree- OBEM should have a special feuture of demented mums ringing, asking insane questions hahah!
Madonna you are nuts! Only change at night for poo or total saturation.
we still change 7mo if he wakes and feeds, if we dont he'll leak by morning apparently he pees a lot in the night...
Yep, I did the sterilising thing and whilst my MIL is lovely and loved holding them she used to leave them smelling of her perfume. I used to bath them once she had gone to get back to the lovely smell of new born baby. If it is any consolation to other mums who find the smell of perfume on their baby off putting I read a newspaper article saying that it evolved to help a mother bond with her baby. There is nothing you can do, it is hard wired into you.
My mum insisted on heating the baby wipes on the radiator before using them on DTs when they were little. She also used to wipe the dog's feet with Dettol wipes so he didn't bring in germs which he really did not enjoy.
I still poke them to the point of waking them up and they're 2.5.
What a lovely thread! So funny and heart-warming. I wish I had been warned about PFBness...might have saved me from some faces in those first few
I used to sit on the back seat of the car on any car journey as was afraid that pfb would be upset and have no one to comfort her and/or distract DH driving causing a terrible accident!
Bathing pfb was a 2 person job, every single time. And when she started to object to the baby bath I would go in with her in the big bath instead, every time for months and months and again dh had to be there to take her out in case I slipped!
I warm his clothes on the radiator...
Not me but my parents with pfb GC. They came to visit at about 3 weeks old and we left them in charge to go have a meal. Got back to my mum bawling! My Dad covered in poo and cotton wool and DD covered in the same. Looked like she had been tarred and feathered.
She had pooed and my Dad had tried cleaning her bum with cotton balls dipped in sudocreme, couldn't understand why this stuck rather than cleaned. They hadn't a clue.
My mother was convinced we'd never let her near DD again. Still wonder how they raised 3 kids. I mustn't have been very PFB because both Dh and I spent weeks crying with laughter every time we remembered it.
I remember carrying on sterilising everything for far too long. I even saw him licking the pram wheels while crawling on the floor and even that didn't tell me that I was on a hiding to nothing and it was probably time to stop!
I remember giving him his first ever bottle of formula on New Year's Millennium eve and not surprisingly after guzzling it all up, he threw it up half hour later. In a panic we called out the on duty doctor, to his credit he turned up in his dinner jacket and all, and was kindly and sympathetic, for which I shall always be grateful! (slightly by way of explanation, son had been very ill at birth, so I think he gave this mad mother a break…!)
I had an app on my phone that tuned how long DD had fed for, when she had a dirty/wet nappy and how long she napped for. I was obsessed and panicked if one day the total was too different to the day before.
DC2 due in 4.5 weeks, don't think I'll be downloading that again!
Oh god. The obsessive sterilizing rings a bell.
Our worst incident was the evening/night 11 month old pfb did not stop crying. We tried everything, literally everything (cuddling, calpol, tv) and in the end we took him across the road to our lovely neighbour (seasoned mum of 3 and a child psychiatrist) who couldn't find anything wrong and suggested we all get some fresh air. We then went to dps mum and by this point I was convinced DS had virus, was seriously ill. DMil bounced him a few times and he promptly let out the loudest fart imaginable, sighed loudly and grinned.
DMil still teases us about DSs 'brush with death'.
Minniemaggo your 'tarred and feathered' story is epic! Loving this thread! So nice to be able to laugh at ourselves (amd eachothers) lunacy- esspecially with a pfb!
Oh there are some very good stories here
Looking at a lot of this we were remarkably un-PFB (do we not care?!), however we did have some moments.
Until DS was weaned, DH was convinced we had to sterilise everything FF-related. As in, not just the bottles, but also the scoop that came with the formula and the knife we used to scrape it even. The knife and scoop, of course, had to be regularly washed as well as sterilised.
DS was not to be in contact with anything on public transport. People, support poles, chairs... none of it. If we had been holding on, we couldn't touch him without washing or anti-bacterialising first.
When I got home from being out, I had to full on change before picking up DS. I wanted a decontamination chamber. I'd get out of all of my clothes, change into loungewear, wash face and hands, and then hug my lovely little ball of squish.
I've always washed DS in the bathroom sink (still do!). I would heat up the bathroom as much as possible by turning on the towel radiator and closing the door. The water had to be exactly 37C and I would spend ages letting out water, running hot then cold, until my trusty Avent thermometer gave me 37.0. I would pre-heat the bedroom for post-bath. On one occasion the bedroom got very warm, about 27C, despite airing the room I just couldn't get it to cool down quickly. I was so paranoid about overheating that I stayed with DS in the bedroom for hours to make sure he was okay, whilst watching the thermometer, until it reached about 20C...
We also wouldn't let anyone feed DS (his bottle). He had reflux and on 2 occasions other relatives fed him and then he ended up being sicky/colicky. We determined that they clearly didn't know how to feed him properly Apart from those 2 occasions, DS was only ever fed by DH or me!
I think I'm more psb than i was with ds1.
with ds1 i had pnd which made things worse, but i used to only give ds1 his baby jar dessert if he had five spoons of the veg first. I still maintain he understood...
with ds2 (3weeks - so still v hormonal) only dh and I can give him his bottle. But we're on guard against pnd again, so hoping just us feeding him helps me bond more.
according to my pil we're being unreasonable. Who knew that it would be such a bone of contention!
I love the fart one and the sudocrem one
I used to sit in the back of the car with dd
watching her like a hawk to check she was still breathing. When I was driving, I sometimes used to pull over and check she was OK in the back if I couldn't hear her.
I once dragged her to the out of hours doctor late one Sunday night because she felt hot and had a (miniscule) rash on her torso - which I think was actually caused by the label on her vest rubbing. The doctor was very nice not to denounce me as totally bonkers.
I used to feed dd sitting up in bed in the night. I would throw the duvet off (leaving poor dh huddled, shivering and uncovered) in case any portion of the duvet came into contact with my pfb and caused her to overheat.
I also put baby sunglasses on her. In April, it wasn't even that sunny.
And I clipped her into the baby swings at the playground with reins in case she fell out.
Baby sunglasses...!? What !? In April! That is just brilliant!
When DD was born we had trouble breastfeeding, so the midwife asked me to keep a diary of when I fed her, whether it was formula supplemented, how much formula if it was etc., as well as when I changed her whether the nappy was wet or dirty.
She never told me to stop
not that I ever asked if I should so I carried on... and on... and on. When I finally plucked up the courage to stop , DD was nine and a half months old.
Every feed. Every nappy.
I nearly filled an A4 book.
Dharma Despite the many funny stories here, you win first prize for dedication to PFB-ism
AN A4 BOOK?
Spooked - dh and I grinned at each other as we watched friends with pfb in the car leaving for a four hour trip home. Dad driving, mum tucked in the back next next to pfb to monitor him closely. For four hours.
I always go in the back with my dd!? She cries otherwise... Well, I imagine she would?? I am starting to realise this thread is so addictive as it is bringing me back to reality! Judging by these comments; I am officially still in a state of pfb syndrome!
We couldn't understand why pfb ds1 hated the bath so much until my mum watched us one day. We didn't realise that you were actually allowed to put baby in the water! We used to hover him about 6 inches above the bath water and throw the flannel up in the air in his general direction hoping some droplets would land on him and magically clean him! We were so scared that he might slip out of our hold if we put him in the bath, go underwater and drown in the 2 seconds it took us to get him out! Poor thing must have been frozen hovering naked in the air!
When DD was born DH and I used to do every nappy change together, even in the middle of the night; top and tail bowl, cotton wool, muslin to pat her perfect little bum dry. It took bloody ages!
DH also used to turn and reverse at an absolute snails pace down from the pavement lest she be jostled in any way.
When anyone babysat ds I used to write out the lyrics of a song that I would always sing to him, so he would hear something familiar and run through it with them to make sure they had the tune right . To their credit they humoured me and sang along to practice. Oh god, I bet they were killing themselves with laughter once we had left.
These are so funny, and who knew they even made baby sunglasses.
Our first night home I shut the bedroom door just in case the dog ran upstairs and took the baby out of the crib and we slept through it. Bearing in mind that the dog has never gone upstairs and OH is a crazy light sleeper.
I cringe at the memory. I was obsessed by when Pfb was meant to be awake and when she was supposed to be napping. At two weeks old. She was a sleepy baby so the timings in my head never worked. I used to jig her about trying to keep her awake a bit longer. Poor little thing. PND made me quite hysterical about the timings of naps and feeds being 'wrong'.
Once dd2 arrived I was so laid back I kept misplacing her in the house. Dh once nearly sat on her on the sofa.
Both are alive and thriving
These are all great. I love the hover-bath and the song rehearsal! I wish I'd known about Mumsnet when I had my pfb, and could have laughed at myself a bit.
I love the straps on the baby swing!
I always sat in the back. And warmed baby wipes on my stomach before I let them touch DS' bum in case the cold shocked him
Still would do both of these things I suppose you can't sit in the back with a second-or-later born though because the other DC is in the way.
missmagnum that is brilliant
I think we were def pretty PFB overall. We wouldn't heat up bottles in microwaves for fear of hot spots, and instead would sit them in hot water for ages waiting for the milk to warm up.
I found a notepad from when ds1 was a newborn the other day with a list of breastfeeds timings and which side breast it had been. I'm keeping it for posterity!
minniemagoo that had me in tears! tarred and feathered baby! haha! and the hover bath :D
I've shamefully done so many of these, including 3 months of detailed notes on feeds and nappies.
DH and I have just realised what we did with PFB DS was utterly nuts. He was mixed fed and I pumped every 3 hours. Through the night. Even when DS was asleep. And then got up and wash and sterilised the pump each time. For months. No wonder I was insane with sleep deprivation :/
Oh yes - microwave hotspots! We had pans of water right left and centre too.....
Ok I think I will reclaim my place in the front seat of the car now .
PfB DD is 6 months on on Saturday!
The first night pfb rolled onto his side to sleep we put him back on his back. He rolled over again, we put him back etc. Eventually we decided to take turns sitting up all night watching him sleep to make sure he didn't suffocate!
I still do some of these things and I've just had DC3
missmagnum I'm actually crying with laughter at the thought of somebody sat learning the song with this face
am very pfb with my Ds5 .
My most memorable is when I were staying at my Dms with Ds & i nipped to the local shop & when I got back my Dms friend had turned up and was holding Ds , I went physcho because this woman was holding my pfb as I didn't know her and she could of been a paedo or anything she isn't a Paedo btw just not a very nice person .
Ds had toddler milk twice a day until he was 41/2 as I had got it in to my head that it was the 'Rules' .
I wouldn't let him have anything unless it was organic etc
Now apart from insisting he drinks 8oz of milk at least a day I don't think I'm to pfb anymore
Oh and I also check Ds 3-4 times a night to make sure he is still breathing but that's due to his Asthma , I also insist he sleeps with 2 pillows and has done since he was 4 weeks old though they were propping the mattress up then (Doctor told me to)
I'm crying at the hover bath.
I was pretty lax with Dd overall, but my worst PFB moment was when she was two weeks old and I started watching a programme about the First World War. Switched it off again hurriedly in case the descriptions of the trenches gave her nightmares.
Never mind that she was asleep, couldn't see or hear that well anyway or would have any concept of what it was all about...
We religuously kept a note of how much milk pfb had (ff) and at what time, then calculated what he'd had in a 24hr period just to make sure he was feeding enough.
Until he was 6mo.
I have three little books filled with 8am: 30ml, 9.30am: 20ml, 1pm: 90ml (2hr sleep, on Daddy) ...ad infinitum! I shall keep them.
Yep, I kept notes of feeds, which breast, how long, whether DS1 fed to sleep etc. DH found them the other day and asked me what the bloody hell they were. I changed the subject.
Having to dress DS1 in an "outfit" if we left the house, lest someone believe I was a completely inept mother who couldn't even be arsed to get the baby dressed. The one time I allowed him out in a babygrow at 5 months of age (a white one with a pumpkin on for Halloween) a lady told me what a beautiful girl I had. I had a screaming hissy fit at my now-ex (this isn't the reason he's ex ) because it was his idea to put him in it and now people couldn't even guess his GENDER. DS2 wore babygrows constantly until 9/10 months. He's now 2 years and I still dress him in cute onesies if I can get away with it.
I only fed DS1 Plum weaning foods until he was 10/11 months because they advertised as organic and had fancy names, so must have been far superior to the shite I cooked. I weep if I attempt to work out how much I spent on the bastard things. Porridge in a morning, one for dinner, one for tea, and don't forget the fruit ones for dessert too. And the little snacky things for between meals. I should have taken out shares.
I had to go back to work when pfb was 1 year old, we had a nanny, my pfb was only to eat meals prepared from scratch from the Annabel Karmel book. As we live overseas and nanny didn't speak any English, I would plan out and shop for the week's meals then dh's job on a Sunday night was to translate every recipe as I copied them down by hand! For some reason I felt the need to change the plan every week so this went on and on. Dh got fed up so I resorted to google translate. The nanny was so worried about getting something wrong with the cooking, she would ask every morning what to do for breakfast even though for the whole year it was the same rotation of porridge, weetabix and eggs!
I phoned the maternity ward up at 2am because my ten week old, 'wouldn't stop crying....'
Oh it's too much. My mascara is running again! The hover bath, the singing babysitters and staying up all night to flip the the poor mites back over time and time again!
I was every bit the nutter with Pfb but I think im finding this so incredibly funny because DC3 is still only 17 months. I can honestly say I have gone from every bit the pfb nutter to totally relaxed.
I use my own common sense and everything .
Quite surprised to see some mums of 2 and 3 D'C's admitting they are still much the same! Maybe because my 3 had reflux I have been desensitised!!
The diary thing brought back a hilarious memory.
I too would write down every feed, which boob, how long. So it would look like this....
02.03am LB 10 Mins, RB 15 mins
04.43am RB 20 mins, LB 5 mins
Of course it would take two of us to breast feed him . So my poor DH would get up, change his nappy and fetch me some water. He'd help to latch him on as I was struggling with it. Then his job after that was to stare at the DVD clock (because of course we would get up together and sit in the livingroom) and time it.
One night he had the nerve to nod off and hadn't timed the feed. Well, the bastard bastard. He couldn't even tell me which boob he had last. It was a simple job and he couldn't even do that I mean, where was the support ? We rowed, I cried, it was all very distressing.
Then we eventually realised DS had been sleeping for 10 mins so we both crept through to put him in his moses basket. Then fell asleep - with the light on of course. PFB was scared of the dark .
My poor DC3 has just been dragged up I tell you!
With DD1 and DS2 my DH would lie and snore at the side of me then moan how tired he was in the morning. Maybe it was the odd accidental kick!
Oh I did quite a few of these
Changed newborn nappy with every night feed (although to be fair, there always was a little bit of poo in it)
Kept a list of feeds and nappies for a few weeks (ex SCBU syndrome)
Bought baby sunglasses (they got used approximately 0.5 times)
Convinced myself DD was dying when she had trapped wind
I still sit in the back seat with DD on long journeys and she's 15 months old (she gets very very cross if she is bored... definitely a PFB )
Actually, 'sweating disease' deserves a mention, brilliant!
Loving minimagoo's story with the parents and the feathered poo
Ds1 had feeding difficulties as a baby and was in and out of hospital as he refused to drink milk. Looking back he survived on a pitifully small volume of formula. But I went totally over the top with the milk diary - every ounce was recorded, and invariably I would be in tears and majorly stressed at the end of every day because he had drunk so little. He didn't start solids until he was 15mo so the milk diary continued for 15 months... I wasn't organised enough to have an A4 notebook, so we had a multitude of A4 sheets of computer paper strewn about the house. Until I gathered them all into an A4 folder, where I kept them with all his hospital letters. Looking back, I had PND, I was way over the top with the milk diary despite his medical problems, and I thoroughly enjoyed binning the folder with the evidence of my madness!!
If you feel a need to check your baby is still breathing I find a hand lightly rested on the chest is less disturbing than a poke. DS is 20 months...
For the first two weeks of his life DS was bathed in a washing up bowl on his bedroom floor. In my defence it was mostly a space issue. We then were lent a baby bath that sits above the main bath and it got much better.
I still sometimes sit in the back with DS at 20 months but that's partly because there's more legroom there because his seat means the front passenger seat needs to be right forwards and partly because its easier to entertain him so he doesn't scream for the whole journey
not like going home from the hospital where I had to watch him breathe the whole way
Worrying about him being too squashed in his bouncy chair and lifting him out of it when he was napping.
Oh and that first pee, that's a "rusty colour"? We'd totally forgotten about that description so rang the maternity ward in a panic that DS was peeing blood.
I did the freezing bit being scared of overheating :-) She's in July so was too cold only in the moring and setteled down again when I put he on me in our bed.
I remember when she was about 1 or 2 weeks sitting on a sofa with her sleeping in my hands and me carefully monitoring her breathing for iregularities and counting how long is the pause between the two breaths. Just in case she stopped breathing for some reason.
Sat next to my 6 week old and these have cheered me up no end after a bad few days.
We had a breast feeding notebook with which boob, how long and the time.
We had a few mystery escape wees that soaked his babygro but had not touched his nappy, we didn't panic, I was more impressed!
I don't think I've done anything too overly PFB but I suppose there is time yet!
Laughed so hard at hover bath, no more tears testing and warmed cucumber sticks!
Oh dear, I just woke DD up from her post-feed doze by laughing, especially at breastmilk cornflakes! She isn't terribly impressed.
She is my PFB and is only fifteen weeks old so not enough time has passed yet for me to realise how barking the stuff I'm doing is.
I was near hysterical every time my DP took the bottles out of the steriliser and put the bottles back together using his fingers rather than the tongs to handle the teats. I did know my reaction was completely over the top but couldn't stop myself!
Bertie I regularly fields those calls...
Yes ladies, we get a LOT of these kind of calls on the maternity ward.
I've decided no question is a stupid question
with gritted teeth and a smile!.
My favourite was someone who wanted to know if they could wear heels 6 weeks after a caesarean. At 2am in the morning.
It's stuck in my mind for several years!
Jellyandcake I hated this too! Baby who smelt like an old granny all night after being cuddled by a perfume wearer.
I told all my relatives that ds was allergic to perfume and it made him sneeze/cough at night so they all stopped wearing it! I was so precious!
I didn't do it this time around, though my mum remembered and didn't wear it when coming to visit dd.
I hate strong perfume at the best of times!
God this is so funny!
Hoverbath is my favourite so far....
I was so worried about parabens and methyl-this and that, that I used cotton wool and water on PFB's bottom till he was FOUR MONTHS! I'm still slightly chemical averse so now use Tesco unfragranced wipes.
I hate to spoil the flow of this thread to make a serious point but it has made me think.
This thread proves that HV's, GP's and the general information given to us when we become new parents is actually spoiling it for us. To much Health and Safety and to much pushed down our throats making us absolutely terrified to use our own common sense, maternal instinct and actually enjoy it.
It sums it up when we are sterilizing daft while our LO's are crawling around licking pram wheels - and the dog!
Flipping babies over 20 times a night from the position they are comfortable in to the position the HV gave us in a leaflet.
Two fingers to them I say!
Right, that's enough of me. Bring on more funnies!
I love these. They've made me laugh so much. I used cotton wool and water until DD was about 1. Wipes made her sore.
I was pretty neurotic...I used to record the feeding time and which boon on my phone...I still warm PJs on the radiator...she's 4.
I was worried about buying a different shower gel because DD wouldn't recognise the smell.
I would change her bath towel daily and wash the bath daily with washing up liquid...I figured the chemicals wouldn't be as harsh...
Right, I'm off to rewrite the instructions for next weeks babysitters for 16 week old DD - am taking out the song lyrics, and maybe buying some wipes instead of cotton wool...
On the whole I haven't been too pfb, but I had a couple of bonkers moments in the early, sleep-deprived hormonal days.
When DS was a few days old I noticed tiny flecks of blood in a bit of milk he had just brought up and was literally shaking like a leaf as I dialled the maternity ward. It was only when the midwife asked what colour the blood was that it dawned on me that my cracked nipples were bleeding.
Another night I was worried about whether DS was putting on enough weight (he lost quite a bit post-birth) so I put him on the kitchen scales, which informed me that he was a whole 2lb lighter than his birth weight. I went into total meltdown over the fact that I was clearly starving my baby before it occurred to me that maybe trying to balance a baby on a small digital scale wasn't a particularly accurate way to weigh him.
Loving these, I know I was suffering from PFB badly, we used to sterilize everything in sight including dummies the tongs for the bottles and until a year old the calpol dispenser.
We would not let anyone in the house for the first couple of weeks at first. We said it was because we wanted some time on our own, but it was just so nobody would bring their germs in.
I still put the phones on mute when she sleeps incase it wakes her up. I think the worst thing I did was breathe her in, I used to spend hours and I mean hours an inch or so away from her face breathing in her breath as I wanted her to be in my tummy again when it was just us.
I still check her breathing every time I wake up just in case I didn't hear the alarm - oh yes she is over 2 and we still have the breathing sensor alarm on in her bedroom. The doctor got so fed up of me seeing him as the alarm kept going off he finally told us to turn the sensor down as not to be so sensitive
In my defence, she is my only one and we were very lucky to have her.
These are brilliant. My dd is 5 weeks old and I feel so ridiculously laid back after reading this! I'm surprised I don't do anything totally nuts
I think I've done everything with my premmie twins that's been talked about on this thread.
On a serious note,it's just beginning to dawn on me that I may have suffered from pnd.
On a lighter slightly crazier note, I used to warm fruit which was kept in the fridge,up in a bowl of warm water and also did the same with yoghurts!!
I would like to say that I don't do that anymore but it would only apply to the fruit!
I also did the nappy change with every feed......... With 3 hourly feeds for the twins when they first came home......it's no wonder I was a walking zombie!!
Still warm their pj's on the raids to and they are almost 3!
I know deep down I'm being totally irrational at times but can't help it!
Not me, but I got a right telling off in hospital for putting ds down in his cot with his head to the top rather than feet to the bottom. I was fairly sure (even in my post-op haze) that I hadn't done this, but it kept happening. Eventually I spied on him and realised he was pushing himself up. Skinny baby with no weight on him and a lot of determination.
I don't think it's precious to sit in the back seat with them though. I used to do that (on the few occasions we went by car) just because I liked their company. In my book it's no more precious liking the company of your child than the company of your spouse. I have been known to sit in the back seat with dd (17) if we have something we want to talk about.
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I was never too pfb with DS but I had my moments, almost broke myself carrying the baby bath from the bathroom to the bedroom so he could have his bath next to the radiator (I do still warm up everybody's nightclothes after baths, they are 13, 8 and 2!) and will admit to doing a check up on all of them before I go to bed I don't poke though.
I once took my PFB out in the sling and he was against my chest all cosied up. I got 5 minutes down the road and panicked because I might be suffocating him as he wasn't moving. Had to wake him up in the end to reassure myself and then spent another 20 minutes getting back to sleep.
It didn't occur to me that he was just really asleep because he was comfortable....
And I have to admit that DS was almost 4 before I noticed he could open his own banana and I didn't have to do it for him
Not exactly a PFB one, but mum told me that when I was born she gave me 2oz of formula very 4 hours as instructed by the midwife (late 60's, no breast feeding but an injection of something straight after birth to stop your milk). At about 6 weeks old she told the hv I was crying and unsettled all the time - she hadn't realised you were supposed to increase the amount of milk, I was starving! (Still making up for it now, pass the biscuits)
I'm due my first in a few weeks and most of these sound perfectly reasonable to me.
My pfb was a lovely sleepy baby. He would either be having a huge breast feed or sleeping. However as he was my pfb I was frantically googling, asking my HV and phoning nhs direct with concerns about him never crying of course they all just told me to make the most of it!
Three dcs later I now know not to complain if a child is asleep.
We also changed DS's nappy before every feed. Even at night. It was DH's job to change his nappy, as I was BF. We did twig that he didn't like it because he was hungry, but it still didn't stop us. DH was convinced that DS would never like him because of this terrible torture, and tried to develop super speedy ways of changing him.
I also kept notebooks of how long he fed and slept for, for a good 3 or 4 months (L 10 mins, R 15 mins, slept to 6.13am etc).
Both of the above I blame on being ex-SCBU.
We also used to warm his cot with a hot water bottle every bedtime. This worked ok until the evening I was filling the hot water bottle from the kettle whilst DH was giving DS his bath, and tipped boiling water all over my hand. DS then needed to be BF, so I sat there feeding him with my hand burning, while DH drove to the supermarket to get something to put on the burn.
DC2 is due in a few weeks and obviously I will be totally rational this time round
until the sleep deprivation kicks in
When dc1 was 14 months I went away for the night and my grandma looked after him. I wrote down his routine, a list of suggested foods and also some "translated" words. I knew what he meant when he asked for "ink" (drink) but I was worried grandma wouldn't and poor pfb would be distressed.
Then when he was 2yrs 4mths I had dd and I stuck the routine to the fridge, again with a list of pre approved foods that he liked to eat. Madness.
These really had me laughing so hard I nearly peed myself (I am 38 wks pg with DC2). YY to writing ridiculously detailed instructions to babysitters and feeling like no one else could possibly understand or meet DD's needs.
I think the most angry I've ever been at DH was when he decided to 'lighten' the nappy bag by taking out both the sunscreen and DD's hat.It was the middle of summer and a stupid thing to do but I really wanted to divorce him in that moment.
DD was fine, we stuck to the shade.
I don't think sitting in the back of a car with a whingy baby is too crazy though for long trips. It means you can easily give them a bottle, sing a song or whatever and avoid a long period of sustained crying as a result.
When DD was about a week old I rang the post natal ward to ask if I should be worried that she hadn't had a poo in every nappy that day
How the midwife didn't howl with laughter down the phone at me I've no idea.
On our first trip out with her we spent ALL day in John Lewis as they has such great changing facilities
I still sterilze PFB's bottles now. (he was only has a one a day)
He was two at the end of last year.
LOVING this thread
Hover bath was brilliant, but booby cornflakes wins it for me so far!
When my PFB was 8m I left him with DH and dear PIL for the weekend. I recently rediscovered the crib sheet I carefully produced for the occasion, which included pearls of unique wisdom gleaned from my extensive experience of baby care, that no one else would ever possibly know. Such as "if he starts refusing his bottle while there's still some left, see if he needs to burp and then try again. Burps make more room!".
Quite how I thought my esteemed PIL had managed to raise two (bottle fed) babies, I really don't know. And I haven't a bloody clue where I got the offensively chirpy tone from.
Sitting here feeding my 11 week old pfb now and laughing - I am definitely guilty of lots already. So can you microwave milk then? Expressing and been warming it in water - takes ages. Is the hot spot thing bollocks?
The hot spot thing is correct, but you can deal with it by shaking the bottle really thoroughly!
Regarding hot spots, eventually we realised that they are easily avoided if you swirl the milk around thoroughly. We would stop half way through warming, swirl, warm again then a good swirl again. SO much faster than waiting for a bottle on a bowl of warm water.
Have to say I don't see anything pfb in warming pjs on radiators. I think it's a nice motherly thing to do. Not that II ever do of course, but I might start!
These days I work and am pg with no2 so probably more in the 'benign neglect' end of the spectrum.
It's better to "swirl" expressed milk than shake it because shaking it breaks the long chain... something. It's still good but it's not as good
I have a feeling microwaving breaks them too so may not be a good idea.
However breaking the long whatever they are does nothing at all to the vitamin content, but does something to one of the things that makes breastmilk good.
<vague> I expect if you google "why not shake breastmik" then it will give you the real answer.
Oh dear. PFB is nearly 8 and I still warm her knickers on the radiator each morning .
And yes, I warmed her Moses basket with a hottie too all those years ago.
Ah. My baby. My PFB
Carrying tummy tub to bedroom cos it was warmer - check
Obsessively writing down feeds and nappies - check
Sterilising EVERYTHING obsessively - check
Freaking out that the Dr Browns bottle kids had holes in so how could they be sterile
Nudging the Moses basket to check she was breathing.
She could sit about five months ish. Probably would have liked to be out her pram and sitting up. But no. Must be six months old before pram becomes buggy.
Being slightly concerned that her BLW would start when she was two days under six months.
All those of you putting pjs on radiators: put your own on there too. Then it no longer counts as pfb behaviour, instead it's a lovely
essential wintry treat.
Oh my, this is too funny!
Let me see, PFB had to have fresh clothes on for bedtime (even if he'd been in a sleep suit all day). He'd doze on us in th evening, then we would wake him up and change him when we came to bed. Poor old second -born DD lived in the same sleep suit for days on end when she was a newborn.
I called NHS Direct when DS was 9 days old because he'd been asleep for too long... After he'd woken and had a feed .
I often end up in the back of the car, wedged between the toddler and the baby...
And how could I ever forget, DS had his porridge made with expressed breast milk, every single morning until he was 12 months.
I have to admit, I read this thread and thought "Ooh, what a GOOD idea to warm the 'jamas" - and nipped straight upstairs and put the DC's nightwear on the radiator to warm before their baths...
We still warm pjs on the radiator after the bath
I also do mine
I regularly find DH boiling up toothbrushes to sterilise ( DD is 3!)
I'm sure I read on an old thread about someone bing worried about allergies and weaning so they parked up in the hospital car park when trying out new foods in case of a reaction? Fantastic pfb story!
We did the bath thing with dc1
Dc2&3 just got stuck in the sink
I also remember taking my dd to the docs for her check up and being told she had a mild virus/ cold ...i cried! I asked tentatively... Is it common for babies to get a virus? The nice doc looke at me and said in a bored tone, babies get ill, on average, every month or two.
I also took her to the docs and when checking her over the nice doc asked if i could hold her close while he did so .. I panicked and asked, why close? Your not going to hurt her are you? He looked really angry! 'Us doctors are not in buisness of hurting babies!' Was his memorable retort! My dh nearly died, bless him.
I also remember asking the doc to check her eyesight as i was concerned... He did. She followed his pen perfectly. Is that ok then? I asked! He looked at me like I had had a blow to the head.
The poor GPs must have howled at me as I left. I was never out the place... They even requested I visit the health visitor or a nice family friend prior to making the appointment ... If not serious.( It never was!!)
In my defence I do have PND so I was/am more anxious than most... But this thread has enabled me to laugh at myself!!
I thought you weren't supposed to microwave breastmilk as it kills the good somethingorothers in it?
we DEMAND that FIL washes his hands before holding the baby (with both DCs)
That said, first time that happened must have been the first time he'd EVER washed them!
AND we have to police the use of soap in said process, too.
My husband insisted our DS (his first, my third) must have a bee or some other terrible insect in the pampers as he did not stop crying. Well, i still do not know what it was why he was crying, but had to demonstrate there was no bee. Twice.
They also returned from one of their first strolls in the park with a nice bunch of pine needles in the pram. I asked why on earth and hubby said they smelled so great in the cold snowy winter weather that he thought it would be good if the baby also had this experince more firsthand. So put some into pram.
And even with my fourth i sometimes disturbed his sleep to make sure he is alive.......
Pine needles in the pram?!?!?!?! You people are KILLING me!!!! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!
My pfb was born in the seventies when bf support and information was pretty much non-existant.
As bottles had to be sterile for newborns I assumed nipples had to be too.
So I thoroughly washed mine before Every. Single. Feed I even took a flask of warm water and some cottonwool when I went out in case there weren't any washing facilities - what a kerfuffle.
I warm my pyjamas on the fire. It isn't PFB, it's living in a house with poor heating.
I wasn't PFB with dd at all. Never recorded a feed or nappy or fretted or fussed. Except for the time I was convinced to go out for lunch with dh, for some grown up time. I didn't want to go and leave dd and it wasn't right for me but my parents and the ILs were adamant we went. I expressed some milk for the first time ever and duly trotted off for lunch. I hated it. The food was like sawdust and I felt anxious, engorged and upset. I endured it though and we returned home, just as my DM started giving dd the bottle of expressed milk. I marched over, snatched it from her and threw it out of the window. It was the sight of dd being offered an artificial nipple. Something snapped inside me. My Mum, Dad and DH all looked horrified. She never had a bottle again.
I typed and saved a Word doc entitled 'troubleshooting Michael' - it was more than 1 page ...... In my defence DS was a particularly difficult baby - cried perpetually and didn't sleep for more than 10 minutes unless on my chest!! He is now nearly 15 and sleeps like the dead!
I also actually nearly died when my friend came to visit, was holding DS and when his dummy fell on the floor licked it and put it back in his mouth ..... I had sterilised ones on hand, she moved too quickly for me!!!
I had none of these issues with DD (DC2), lol
I thought I'd dented my sons head when he was born, then when he was about 4 days old my mum ran her hand gently over his head and said oh there's his soft spot and I said "where?" and she showed me, exactly where I assumed I'd shoved a careless thumb when trying to dress him.
I cried with relief. I honestly thought I had damaged him but didn't know how to ask someone without them thinking I'd done it on purpose. They still laugh at me about it but as my mum pointed out when you have NEVER experienced any of it before, how can you know?!
When DD was about 6 months old she started rolling on to her front to sleep and we would turn her back over for fear of her stopping breathing. Obviously this would wake her up so DH would cuddle her to sleep on his chest (her falling asleep on her front) then we'd do it all over again as we'd try to put her down on her back again. Took us a good week or so to realise that we weren't going to win this one
Hover bath has made my week!!! Crying!
I kept my ds hands covered with mitts for the first 2 months at least....told everyone it was to stop him scratching himself but the truth is, it was to stop him touching germy people and putting his hands in his mouth!!
(Would do the same again to be fair)
I did the keeping keeping a bf / formula diary on my iPhone but was a bit rubbish and never managed to do it for a whole day.
We left DD with a sitter for a night out for the first time at 3 months old. I had a total meltdown about it the day before but thankfully by the time I was leaving at the sitter (a young polish friend) asked if I wanted her to lay /sit in the nursery when mini went to bed I did laugh and assured her I did not!!
I can't believe I'm about to admit this - When DS was about ten weeks old I actually created a family YouTube channel so that we could share our iphone videos of his development with the family, along with detailed explanations of which stage he had reached. 'Here is where we see him move his eyes and try to focus on the mobile'. 'Now he has started saying 'agoo' and trying to smile'.
Thankfully, I had a moment of clarity and realised that not even grandma and grandad were going to be interested in that level of minutae and the videos were best kept for DH and I alone. So I deleted the channel.
I babysat for a friend when baby was about 1. He had a specially prepared pre-nap cassette (I can't remember but I think it might have been his mum singing the songs) so I had to rock him whilst he listened to the cassette, then if he didn't settle in his cot, I had to lie on the (wooden) floor beside his cot pretending to be asleep and he would then settle down. The parents were at home but doing some decorating or something so I felt I had to follow the instructions to the letter and ended up lying there for his entire nap. PFBabysitter?
Some.of these I do and didnt even.realise were pfb, like sitting in the back of the car. It’s just nice to be near her! I have been known to hold a muslin in the air to shield her from the sun through the car window. Which reminds me of when she was newborn and DH woukd push the buggy while I held a muslin in front of it 2 inches.in front to shield her
I think DD has quite a pampered pfb bathtime routine,.it takes both me and DH, and she gets a massage every night after her bath and a pedi once a week! Just filing her nails and.massaging a little baby oil. She loves it so I will carry on until she complains
DH must win the pfb award. He converted the feeding and poo chart the midwife made us do to a spreadsheet, complete with graphs and total columns!
Didn't think I was doing too badly reading these, but I've just caught myself ironing the lining to DD (10 months) pinafore as I thought it might itch her under the chin if it wasn't ironed flat
I have really enjoyed this thread - classic.
For the most part we are fairly laid back, but when DD was really tiny, I had a few tricky post birth complications and was desperately trying to get some sleep in another room, to mend my body a bit, and realised I'd forgotten something from the main bedroom. I went in and found DH watching teletext and reading the sports highlights. DD was asleep in crib, hood up with back of hood to TV. I berated DH is an absolutely furious stage whisper for daring to have the TV on (with above set up as described) as it might 'damage her neurological pathway development'. DH was a bit and very wisely tucked me up back in bed an no more was said about it.
Fast forward 5 months, I now stick DD in front of TV baby cartoon channel while I make her tea.
we also did the poo char until our midwife said we didn't have to. We were very worried stopping it - something might happen to her and if a doctor asked exactly the last time she poor/weed/drank we might not know and what would happen etc.
4week old PFB DD sound asleep and I got through most of this thinking I was actually pretty relaxed, then I realised...
* hubby or I always sit in the back of the car with her. She has been in the car for about half an hour with no one beside her as I was alone but if there is 2 of us,one of us will always sit beside her. I admit I was slowly realising this was daft before reading this as she falls asleep as soon as she is put on the car seat and stays sleeping until you wake her
* hubby and I were visiting our parents with DD over the weekend. I was exhausted and went for a nap while at inlaws and explained 3 times to hubby how to make up her bottle,not as bad as it sounds as she had been getting expressed breast milk up until a few days ago and this was the first time he would need to make one. I then also explained it to my MIL 3 times before offering to write it down. MIL raised 3 kids and both can also read (can of formula was sitting in the kitchen . Also told them numerous times NOT to just reboil the kettle but make sure they used fresh water.
* we stayed at MY mums over the weekend. On Monday morning DD and I got up about ten minutes before mum went to work,left mum holding baby while I boiled kettle for feed,had a pee etc. while I'm in kitchen rinsing bottles to put in steriliser mum comes through without baby to say her lift has arrived and she's leaving,I stop and ask if she has put baby in the pram? Where the hell did i think she had put her? To be fair quick as a flash she said no,she's sitting on the couch with a cup of tea reading the paper!
* I am a self confessed music snob,and can't remember any nursery rhymes so while trying to get baby to sleep was singing Prince to her, raspberry beret to be exact. Once she was asleep felt guilty for an hour because Prince isn't 'baby appropriate'. Because not only can she understand what I'm saying at 4 weeks old but she understands every single word
On a separate note what are these tongs for sterilising bottles people have mentioned,never heard of them. I've been washing my hands,taking teats out the sterilisers and handling them by the astic rim only,away from the actual teat. Should I get some or is this actually the sane thing to do?
DD was bottle fed & I thought that under no circumstances could she have more than 6 bottles in 24 hours. We got stuck in a routine of her feeding around half past midnight, 3am, 7 am & 10am. I would then panic about only having 2 bottles to last the rest of the day. She would sleep a lot (as v full!), feed around 2pm, 7pm.........and then I would pray she wouldn't wake up before midnight. On the occasions she did wake, I would walk up and down with her trying to calm her until the clock ticked past 12. Never occurred to me to give a hungry growing baby a bit extra http://static.mumsnet.com/emo/te/8.gif
(That was supposed to be embarrassed emoticon!)
My parents met when they were both students. On first going to spend the weekend at her in-laws to be, DM was surprised that her future MIL still mashed bananas for her son & warmed his yogurts!
Anothermrssmith - my avent microwave steriliser came with tongs, bit like sugar tongs but plastic, which you could pick up the teats with and pull them into the ring thing for the top of the bottle. You can buy similar in mothercare. I'm sure they aren't necessary with washed hands but you did ask!
anothermrssmith loving the Prince songs, like in Friends when they were all at Rachel singing "I like big butts" to Emma!
And I am another PJ warmer - also coats before walking to school, including mine! Damn sensible not PFB (though baby wipe warmers - are they stll available? - ARE PFB/more money than sense!)
Would love to rewind time and do it all again with my 3 with minimal equipment and fuss - sort of did that with DD3, the "What To Expect With Your Baby" book didn't even come off the bookshelf
I got another one...
Pfb was hospitalised with bronchiolitis at 7 weeks - which tbf was genuinely a bit scary - and I was staying with him overnight. Unexpected admission so I didn't have any night clothes with me (stick with it, this is relevant).
This meant that when I was anxiously hanging over him in bed watching him breathe, and he had a brief splutter and a choke, my first action was naturally to run out of the room to the nurses' station in my underwear yelling, "Help me! HELP! MY BABY IS DYING!".
A very quick off the mark nurse ran back with me and skidded to a halt next to DS's cot, and took one look at him before fixing me with a glare full of pitying exasperation and saying "he's just having a bit of a cough, sit him up and pat his back!".
I didn't dare raise a single other matter to the nurses the whole time we were there.
I think in the circs that is definitely not PFB punt. Weren't you come though?
Me and Dh weren't very pfb at all! The most pfb thing we did was when Ds1 came home from hospital during a heatwave. It was 28 ÂºC in our bedroom and 25 downstairs in the living room. We put his moses basket on the floor and slept on the floor ourselves right next to it as we were worried about him overheating. In our defence it was really hot and he was very warm.
LittleBear oh but he really was absolutely FINE. He wasn't even that ill with it, they only admitted him because he was a bit skinny at the time (we had a lot of problems getting him bf properly).
I have given your second sentence considerable thought and decided to answer it thusly: no, I wasn't cold, the hospital was really warm and it was only while I was out of bed anyway.
I'm not particularly PFB - I did record feeds for the first 6 weeks but I was BFing twins, who both had a rocky start to feedingand who did not sleep, DTS was also jaundiced so it was the only way of remembering if they had gone too long etc.
However, after their 2 months jabs, they were pretty grotty and I got my brother (a final year medical student) to administer their first dose of calpol. Ha ha ah, what a tool I was. Now they get it from the same syringe (which may or may not be washed in between!)
I see this thread has made it on to the facebook page
is it pfb that I wont let dh fold and put away our ds' clothes as he doesn't do it right I wont let him put them in the drawer either
oh. then yes I am a proud PFBER a term I thinkwe should use to distinguish ourselves
My pfb was an incredibly sleepy baby. He would sleep for hours and hours and hours day and night. This wenton far longer than the usual newborn sleepy stage.
Whenever I got together with other mums I'd question them in detail about their baby's sleeping habbits, I wasconvinced there was something seriously wrong with ds and I was certain he would never learn anything. I even posted
multiple threads on mumsnet asking for advice.
In hindsight I think my friends thought I was gloating about my sleepy baby.
I still sit in the back with pfb. We drove from Sweden to the UK (4 days of driving) I sat in the back with pfb ( he slept the entire way obviously!)
I have never let Dp put pfb clothes away and he is now 5 , every week since he was born i have spent around 3 hours ironing all of his clothes and putting them away in the correct order
I can't even remember the last time I ironed anything of mine
We did the ceremonial carrying of the baby bath from the kitchen to the sitting room - DH sloshing water everywhere while I waited, armed with lots of towels, creams and pfb who would not be undressed until the last second before bathing.we were that paranoid about him getting cold we would have the heating up so high we'd be sat in our underwear, sweating to death while bathing him! God know what the neighbours thought if they ever caught a glimpse
Dp reminded me of another pfb moment. Ds had bronchiolitis when he was 5 weeks old, he was hospitalised for 5 nights.
I called the emergency bell because he was crying and I couldn't settle him ( ds was a really content baby who hardly ever cried
just slept all the time
The nurse said don't be silly babies cry, I said not my baby, we cuddle him all the time and he is always happy. The nurse said well he obviously isn't experiencing breathing difficulties as he has enough air in his lungs to cry.
In hindsight I feel guilty/ashamed about that pfb behavior, there were some really ill babies who just lay in their cots all the time, I thought that is what ds should be doing, I didn't realise they lay in their cots quietly because they were so Ill
Aw don't feel guilty, you weren't to know, were you?
Ha ha this is very funny. I look back at how I was with DD1 and really wish I had been more relaxed. With DD2 (third child) I have hardly worried about anything and we are all much happier for it I think!
Here are my embarrassing PFB moments:
Going to a family gathering when DD was 2 weeks old and carrying her in a sling the whole time and refusing to let anyone else hold her. In fact I think I even made a family announcement beforehand that this is what I was going to do, as I had read in a book somewhere that this was wise... or maybe it was the germs thing. (3rd child got handed to whoever would have her!)
We had been reading the Baby Whisperer and were doing the 'shush-pat' method, but DD wouldn't settle in her cot, I remember standing next to DH and reading out the instructions from the book word for word while he shushed and patted, as I was convinced he wasn't doing it correctly and that is why it wasn't working....
In fact I would read those damn baby books cover to cover like they were some sort of instruction manual, until one day my sister told me to put the books down and listen to my instincts. Very wise, my sister.
Spending hours cooking and blending organic vegetables and freezing little pots - keeping a food diary of every bit of puree she had eaten - no shop-bought or non-organic food to pass her PFB lips!
Going out for a pub lunch with DH and the home-made food we had taken along hadn't defrosted properly, DD was crying with hunger while we jiggled the food in a pot of hot water and argued about whose fault it was. Why I just didn't take along some shop-bought food for once, I don't know.
By 2nd child, no time for blending so spent a small fortune on Plum Baby.
By 3rd child, no time for blending and no money for Plum Baby so she basically ate the same as the rest of us mashed up a little.
PFB's first birthday - my sister offered to make a birthday cake and I insisted it was sugar-free - what was I thinking? Anyway lovely lady she is, no comment, she made a sugar-free banana cake - which no-body ate...
I will stop there as I could go on .. and on!
We took PFB to A&E one night when she was about 2wks old because we thought she wasn't breathing properly.
Turns out she was just really deeply asleep
for the first and only time during the first year of her life
Oooh and I know a couple who kept three separate books for their first: one to record length of sleep, one to record feeds, and one to record poos/wees.
DD was lucky if I remember which boob to use next feed...
Radiatormesh that sounds like me. I kept notebooks of which breast, time started feeding, time stopped feeding, time of nappy change (and contents thereof), time of sleep, time of awaking, almost anything DD did. We have volumes of notebooks which cover the first 7 months or so. I only stopped because I forgot to pack the notebook when we went on holiday
cue hysteria at the time.
I always thought I was quite relaxed (I picked up a teat from the floor without even thinking about getting a new sterilized one when DS was back in hospital at 1 week old for jaundice treatment).
... no processed food has ever crossed his lips!
... I am religious about offering him a good variety of food. Got mad at DH when he mistakenly defrosted the same puree DS had had the day before. Worried I would mess up his eating habits forever!
... when he'll be looked after by MIL in a months time for us to have a weekend off, I will take frozen homemade food with me in a cool bag. Nothing SHE cooks will cross his mouth.
Does this count?
I just remembered a really ridiculous one
DS used to hate it when I wiped his face so much that I basically never used to wipe his face. Poor thing looks awful in most of the photos of him before the age of 2! I was convinced "the dirt sweats off at night anyway!" Yes it does but ewwww
I laughed out loud (in public) at hover bath and mystery sweating disease.
I still cut up grapes for my PSB . She is 7 years old.
Not so much a PFB as I-can-do-it-all, took DD2 to a pub lunch with ex-colleagues. I was eating one handed while holding her, as we all do and a lady offered to hold her for me. "No, no it's fine" I said, even though said lady had finished her food - she probably just wanted to cuddle a little baby, I still feel 11 years later! Worse, we have different skin colours and I still hope she doesn't think there was anything racist in my not letting her hold DD2 - I was just trying to show I didn't need help rather than graciously accept it.
Previous newborn had a cold so I decided to try using salt water drops up his nose to help him breathe easier at night. Except getting drops up the nose of a newborn at 3am proved more difficult than I'd bargained for, but I was adamant that I wanted to help him as he sounded so blocked. I was absolutely mortified when I missed his nostril and got his eye, so worried that it would hurt his eyes. I still have an image of myself at 3am putting the drops in my own eyes to test whether they stung. Way too mad and sleep deprived to remember that tears are actually salty water!
I used to HAND express milk each evening for PFB's breakfast in the morning until he was one...
I used to sterilise all cups, plates, spoons etc until over a year old. PFB was only allowed cooled, boiled water to drink, this continued for over a year.
Also did the obsessive breathing checks, still do.
Oh and probably the best of all, used only unscented soap and shower gel on me for at least 6 months so I didn't mask my natural smell and he knew it was me holding him.
No more tears in the eye and hover bath... My favourites!
I used to squirt my breast milk over all my clean clothes so my PFB would recognise me...!!!!
when we brought pfb home from hospital, on a night we kept him in the moses basket downstairs. we would each do a shift so one of us was always awake in case pfb woke up
god knows what we thought would happen if we took him upstairs and went to bed at the same time.
we also had a book where we would write the following;
time of feed
how many oz
we kept this up for months
The only PFB things I can think of are the baby bath palava (why??!) and for every single nappy change spending ages getting water in a little bowl to just the right temperature before tenderly wiping DD's bottom with copious amounts of cotton wool (which I used to tear into 'just the right size' pieces every night before I went to bed ) Once we did progress to wipes I do remember contemplating heating them on the radiator It'll be wipes from day 1 for PSB and minimum night time nappy changes!
On the other hand, I think it is entirely reasonable to heat up PJs (and any other clothes on a cold morning!) on a radiator - still do it for myself and DD!
Also, keeping a
slightly obsessive diary of time spent bf, which breast etc is something I probably will do again - I know it sounds a bit crazy but we had such problems with bf and weight loss that I want to keep track of things so that I know whether I need to act sooner on supplementing rather than letting things reach crisis point like they did last time.
Am adding my own so I can also come back and read the full thread.
When my pfb was about 5 weeks she developed a terrible face rash my HV said it could be washing powder or someones perfume
so I handwashed every piece of clothing which took FOREVER and allowed noone wearing perfume to touch her my mother and mil were rather put out.
it wasn't going away so I took her to the drs..
it was milk spots.
Never lived that one down
Pixie, you can get an app for breast feeding! not that I have one or anything...
TBH - some of these things seem perfectly sensible to me!! (My DD is nearly 3 months old so I'm probably still very precious about everything and will be for the foreseeable...) However, I have now realised that it's not necessary to change her bedsheets and clothes EVERY time she possets some milk!
I know someone who set their alarm every three hours during the night to wake her PFB up to change his happy!!
PFB's dad was obsessive about weaning; I was back at work and he was taking a career break . Both of us vegetarian and good grasp of nutrition but poor child was subjected to some seriuosly odd combinations. Each meal was a rigorously calculated scientific excersize to ensure maximum balanced nutrition with each mouthful. Tofu, broccoli, ground walnut and molasses anyone? He will eat anything now, as long as it doesn't contain dead animal. Dd had to make do with jars and at 18 is now a dedicated carnivore!
First time I've contributed to a thread but reading this has made my day! I am guilty of most of the things mentioned with my PFB DD (who is now 5).
My PFBS went on a long time/is still continuing.... I refused to buy a forward facing pushchair until she reached the age of 3 yrs 10 mths and used my converted pram to stroller that I could have facing backwards because I wanted to see her, check she was alright, put up the sun-shade etc. Poor thing virtually broke her neck trying to twist round to look at things! I finally gave in and bought a forward facing pushchair and first time I used it I cried! She was only in it for a few months as she was able to walk quite a way by then anyway.....
Didn't someone post on here a while ago about a horrible orange rash on the baby - went to the doctor and discovered DH had put fake tan wipes in the nappy bag and had used them every time he changed the baby? (wasn't me, I don't have a DH!)
I did give a list to the nursery when DD started at 14 months old, of what her sounds meant. Dee doh was bird, bok was milk. In fairness they tactfully said they found it was useful (they must have been laughing behind the scenes)
I was amazingly non-PFB with my DS, mostly because I was exceedingly lucky and had my hugely experienced mum with me most of the time.
Although I do remember crying my eyes out one time when I couldn't work out if the bath water was the right temperature via the elbow test.
Oh, and I did try to warm up the baby wipes by scrunching them in my hand for a few moments before using them.
And I do still check he's breathing every night when I go to bed. He's 7.
I used to warm baby wipes on my own stomach - they made me jump/wince so I think it's fair - poor babies!
When we came out if the shops on earlier this week it was blowing a gale straight towards us. I towed ds backwards to the cat in his buggy.
We had to stop the car on the way home from hospital after having DFB to check that he was still breathing (so hard to tell with rear facing car seat). It was only a 10 minute journey. He's nearly 13 now.
I am looking forward to the very distant future when I become a grandmother and can see my children going through this. Tales of PFBness send a warm happy feeling through me
I'm loving this thread, but not helping with my broodiness...!
When my DS was able to have cows milk instead of formula I was panicking about how I was going to heat it up envisioning saucepans and the like. I asked a colleague what I should do and I got this look and a comment along the lines of the same way I used to heat up formula milk. Oops...
I was pretty relaxed I think - most of my neuroses came from reading Gina Ford's book
After a couple of days I had a 'wtaf am I doing waking twins at 7am because a book tells me to?' They slept till 8 otherwise. Ditto changing them in the night.
I wish I'd had tongs for the bottles though - I used to microwave sterilise and regularly burnt my fingerprints off picking them up when they were too hot!
I'm thinking I might have late onset PFB. DS is 8 months and I've finally got him to start eating solids properly. Now, I can't eat anything in front of him without offering him something too. Even if I have a biscuit, I have to offer him a rice cake. It's just those big eyes watching - I can't stand it. As a result, I'm on an 8 month old's eating schedule
This thread is all horribly, painfully, excruciatingly accurate!
We used to run the steriliser before going out but if we came back a minute after the 5 hour limit at which the contents remained sterilised, I would run it again. Meanwhile he was probably licking the loo seat!
Our son once slept through the night after having mushed avocado for supper. That was it - he had avocado every night for about six months - never actually sleeping through again, and he still can't stand avocado.
My PFB has a cold, and last night was particularly bunged up and snuffly. I was woken up by the snuffling noises at 3am last night, and found myself getting out of bed, putting olbas oil on a tissue and wafting it in front of her precious little nose while she slept on, happily oblivious in her cot!
I didn't think I was very PFB, but I've just put the travel steriliser in the normal steriliser so that it's properly clean. That's quite PFB, I think.
Lozzapops, I put Vick rub on my chest so DD's nose would clear as she fed.
We are waiting for PFB to arriving but am jist marking my place as am loving this thread!
I am very heartened to see so many people carry bath tubs about the place....
I have done so many of these with PFB and very few with poor neglected SB.
PFB was another intensive care baby so we also did the poo/wee/how long did he BF/which side data collection for many many months. When he started solids at 6 months (not a day before naturally) I recorded every food he had (which he then had for 3 days in a row) to check for allergic reactions. Annnnnnd then I carried on recording what he'd eaten for every meal and snack.......untill he was 3 years old! I only stopped because poor neglected SB came along and I literally couldn't face recording every little thing again! Went completely cold turkey at that point and was much happier for it.
One of you must be my SIL! I am sure she looks down the nose at me for not obsessively sterilising everything (just bottles for me). The latest thing was the look of horror at me giving my 6 month old tap water, not cool boiled water.
Her and my brother also handed my mum the laminated instruction sheets: one for the Gina Ford routine which must be followed to the letter - no longer naps allowed, bath at the exact same time etc. and one for making bottles with a handy pack of antibacterial wipes to clean down surfaces which may come in contact with bottles, because my mum is such a slattern after all.
I'm very PFB, but am too lazy to do that. I do take a picture of my baby every night before I go to bed and at some naps too. I have no idea why, and don't know who would possibly want that many pictures, but I can't stop.
When DS was 18 months, I went away for a girls' weekend, having left DH a long and detailed list of instructions, a stack of clean clothes in use-by order, and little pots of home-made babyfood, similarly stacked and labelled. I got home on Sunday evening just as DH was putting DS into a poo-stained babygro for bed, having had a solid diet of mini-cheddars all weekend. They'd both had a great time. I later found the list in the bin.
Was about to post saying I wasn't PFB at all, then I remembered posting this........http://www.mumsnet.com/Talk/parenting/798914-newborn-nose-is-cold-to-the-touch-should-I-be/AllOnOnePage
dont breastfeeding momas use a bracelet? i used a bracelet to remember which side i should start him on next time i also put the teats in the rings before i sterilise them i worked that one out with number two
i bath mine in the sink but i did crack my daughters head off the cupboards because i forgot i fitted them that day we warm the clothes up with the hair-dryer if the heatings not on we told the health visitor we absolutely never had our baby in bed with us she was to polite to mention the photo of me in bed with him that was right next to her we used brown sugar in warm water for constipation not knowing how much to give him i put in a tablespoon and let him drink the lot my husbands scream of OH MY GOD!! is possibly still echoing today we take our kids to the doctors far too often and then get told we should have brought them in sooner we gave our teething son slush puppy it was the first thing he had eaten in a day (not telling the hv that one either) i allowed my dd to sleep in a basket full of washing because it was the first time she had slept all day and i recently confessed to a doctor i had not killed any of my children because i was so flipping tired!
Errr what's wrong with the sloshy bath scenario? It is far too cold to bathe dd in the bathroom.
My dd is five weeks old and I've only just last week started showering and eating before DP comes home from work because I couldn't bear to abandon her in the bouncer for ten minutes
just in case she chokes on her tears
Also last week I was driving to a friend's place when dd started grizzling. I pulled over and breastfed her in the back seat because I was worried we'd get stuck in traffic and she would starve.
I promise those are the only PFB moments
My 2nd daughter suffered from reflux from birth & would have choking fits, so I would sleep upside down on our bed, with my hand resting gently on her chest, to make sure she was breathing, as the moses basket wouldn't fit higher up the side of the bed [hmmm]
Oh god, this is taking me back. DD was on formula, and we always use the little tetra packs, too lazy to shake a bottle apparently. When we went on visit in laws abroad we actually packed an entire suitcase full of little tetra packs in case she would not like the powder version of the exact same formula. My PIL looked at me like I was a crazy woman...
My friend is very neurotic about healthy eating, and all food she cooked for her PFB was made with stocks she had made herself from organic bones etc etc
I looked after her son for the afternoon once when he was about 18 months, the plan was that he would stay for his tea, but she insisted I fed him the food she had prepared and brought with her (risotto with asparagus and mint) rather than trusting me to be able to feed him properly. It really pissed me off I must be honest.
Cringing at the memory of making my dad drive me and two week old DD1 to the doctor to check that she hadn't inhaled vomit into her lungs after she had (projectile) puked. And not believing doctor when they listened to her chest and said no she hadn't. Mostly cringing at how indignant I was afterwards.
When my son (then aged about 6mo) started going to spend occasional overnights with his father, I wrote out a four page "operating manual" on exactly what is father needed to do when, and updated it every time the baby went to reflect how his routine was evolving.
When I discovered that his father wasn't doing everything in the operating manual because he said it was too long to read each time, I then wrote a one paragraph executive summary, and followed it by a "key notes" section of bullet points which covered all the major changes to the schedule since the last visit.
I used to warm the baby towels in the microwave before wiping my PFB buttom
I started reading this thread with the underlying, self congratulating peace of mind that I've never been PFB with my DS.
I'm now eating my words. I wasn't PFB, I AM PFB. Gawwwwd.
The bath, warming wipes, warming bottles with hot water, refusing to use boiled water from anywhere but the kettle at home, the constant use of Milton wipes on everything DS was near whilst out of the house, and...the sterilising... which is still going on, he's 16 months. I'm still sterilising the Calpol syringe.
Absolutely howling at this thread, the practising song lyrics and tarred and feathered grandma are my favourites.
My parents think I'm crazy because I obsess about the routine. My life will end if the routine is not adhered to. I'm going to have a long think about how sane my behaviour actually is now!
I do remember phoning the maternity ward when DS was a week old because he hadn't had a poo that day, they were so kind to me.
DH, when we were out for a walk with buggy and our then 6 mth old, used to break out into a run whenever we approached a red traffic light. It was the car fumes, you see, the exhaust being at exactly the same level as dd1's mouth and nose -no dirty, polluted air for our dd's lungs, oh no!
I remember once being with my mum when he suddenly broke into a sprint and her asking 'what is he doing??' Tbh, I still can't figure out if it was PFB or just really quite sweet. He did end up really quite fit and slim by the times she reached her 2nd birthday, like.
Whilst in hospital after just having PFB I was told that I had to waken the baby every 3-4 hours or else they would "regress back to the womb not realise they had been born!!"
After that I was terrified that would happen and spent the entire night (after being up the night before in labour) checking that PFB did not "regress back to being in the womb!" And setting my alarm for every 3 hours incase I fell asleep!
I was the opposite I think. to the point when on our way home from corfu when ds was 8 weeks a foreign coffee shop owner heated his milk with one of those thingys on the coffee machine. makes me cringe but I was quite ill. these are making me giggle though!
PFB DD was 6 months, we had just started weaning. It was January and we were on the side of Loughrigg Fell in the Lakes. 12.30 struck so we perched on the side of the cliff in a gale, duly extracted PFB from her vair high spec Deuter baby carrier, and proceeding to spoon in a few scoops of squidged butternut squash.
Why?! Just, why?
The flip side to the story was that although PFB was clothed in the very best JoJo Maman Bebe fleece suit, I hadn't appreciated that two pairs of cotton socks would be insufficient to keep her little feet warm when it was 0 degrees. What an idiot, her poor little feet were blue. No wonder she was howling, it wasn't that she didn't like the bloody butternut squash!
Needless to say the trip home involved tears and self recrimination and fleece booties were ordered the second we got through the door ....
We were going to stay in a hotel with pil, mil arranged for the hotel to put a cot in the room. I kicked up a huge fuss about how dd couldn't sleep on a used mattress and we would buy a travel cot. We are going back to the same place next week, I have made no mention of travel cots and am hoping the hotel will be providing a bed for dd and a cot for ds as we have no room in the car!
Just realised something else I still do with my PFB: angelcare sensor pad is still in use, he's 16 months .
I also refused to use a flask to make up bottles with during the night incase the water wasn't at 70 degrees. I also refused to use half boiling water to kill the germs and then top up the rest with cooled, boiled water. Every day and night the kettle was used with freshly boiled water and then said bottle was stood into cold water to cool. I always wondered why, despite DS being a great sleeper, I was constantly knackered. I only figured this out when we were out longer than expected one day and I only had enough water in the flask (erm yes, the one I refused to use on a night) for half a bottle.
I also had a meltdown when my MiL put some shoes on DS that he hadn't had his feet measured specifically for. He was 4 months and they were very soft, made of fluff and far too big, I cannot fathom how they would have damaged his feet but I was convinced that they had.
Bumpsadaisie that's hilarious! Not that I can laugh...
Brilliant thread my pfb is due in July do looking forward to adding my own madness to this
I found weaning the Pfb brought out a particular acute attack of the madness. All those Annabel Karmel recipes, spending £100s on every type of ergonomic beaker imaginable to find best fit with pfbs little lips, taking out an extension on the mortgage to fund the "perfectly ripe" avocado bill (best thing for weaning don't you know), and obsessive meal times - if it's 10 mins late she might be So Tired she will merely Slump in her chair and she will Miss A Meal probably leading to Poor Sleep and a general spiral into Oblivion.
Bless. My second precious born DS used to get given a bottle of milk in one hand and a nana in the other, at some time vaguely approximating to mealtime. Much better way of doing things!
Ah, this thread is wonderful <remembers own atrocious preciousness which I also tried to force my friends to emulate - the utter shame>
Do keep 'em coming - we've a lovely page of PFBisms over here, and we'll update it every now and then as more gasp-inducing examples emerge...
Posted this on another PFB thread.
Yes to list for babysitters, complete with what meals were to be eaten at what time, and what food I'd left for each meal, bathtimes, bed times, oh I could go on (even though DD was two before I would leave her overnight). Although I still do leave long lists if we leave them overnight.
I was fixated on newborns getting cold. DD developed a rash, I naturally assumed it was eczema, ran to the health visitor, who pointed out it was probably heat rash as it was August, a heatwave and she was wearing a hat....
DD wasn't allowed chocolate until she was 2 (I snatched a chocolate cake out of her hand at a party like a mental woman when she was bout 1), DS1 was about 1, DS2 was about six months
Laughing at this thread, DH has reminded me of my own PFB-itis
For the first 16 days of DS life, I was convinced that it was only my sheer force of will that was keeping him alive. DH could be trusted to watch him during the day, but only in short bursts (in case he wasn't doing it right). The rest of the time, including all night long, I just watched him sleeping. I nearly passed out from tiredness myself, but genuinely thought this was necessary, as I couldn't imagine ever being the kind of lax parent who would dare sleep, even while their PFB was fast asleep...
After more than a fortnight, my mum found out what was going on and pointed out that this wasn't a sustainable thing. I'm glad, as I think I'd probably still be doing it now
Also kept the notebook (4.12-4.27 RIGHT, then burped, medium wet nappy. 6.44-7.03 LEFT, no burp, dirty nappy) but that seems pretty normal compared to just not sleeping for a fortnight.
Also cried because of THE DESTRUCTION OF HIS VIRGIN GUT a full 18 hours before I intended to start weaning (at 6 months exactly, obviously). He whipped my toast off my plate and gummed it for at least 30 seconds before I realised
Not quite PFB, but DC1 with the help of DC2 managed to convince me they needed ice cream warming for a few seconds in the microwave, otherwise it was too cold....
I STILL keep a breastfeeding diary....DS is 6 months and now a weaning section. I know it's ridiculous but I can't stop!
Worst pfb moments? The way I treated my mum probably. I'm one of four and my brothers are twins so hardly an easy ride but my mum and dad did a fine job of
keeping us alive raising us. When DS came home from hospital I insisted that she had to sit down on the sofa to hold him. Preposterous!!
Also months later she was going to take him for a walk but I freaked out as they were leaving and put on my shoes as all of a sudden I fancied some air (ie - the thought of him being walked in his pram without me was sooooo stressful) We walked our usual route of about two miles and the whole way round I pointed out hazards to her. Bless her, she just let me and said "uh-hu, hmmmm, oh yes" as I averted her from such horrific dangers as stones on the path, unruly shrub branches, uneven pavement surfaces, insects, direct glare of the sun AND reflected glare of the sun. The next time she took him for a walk I managed to stay at home....not before saying (I'm embarrassed to admit this) "Stay on the pavements and don't let go of the pram on the big hill."
Terranotsofirma..... That post was brilliant!! My favourite so far! So funny now but I bet at the time it was a massive concern!
I think I am actually quite good at using common sense, but perhaps not all the time...
- first few nights home with DS I set the alarm every 4 hours (as we were told that baby should be eating every four hours), then kind of panicked when he didn't wake up, and we were unsure if we should wake him or not, decided to wait another half hour, so pushed the alarm back. Actually the first few nights at home he had his best sleep in his whole first year - if I had know this I would have perhaps enjoyed mine too rather than setting alarms.
- was totally obsessed with cleanliness and sterilizing,
I went to a mum and baby group when DS was about 3 months and would only let him play with toys that I took from home and of course only let him lay on the blanket I put down for him - found it too stressful to do that and not seem obsessed at the same time so never went back
- while night feeding I took his mattress from the moses basket and kept it under my duvet next to me to keep warm
- still sit in the back with him (DS is 20 months) in the car
- would take his yoghurt out of the fridge in advance to warm up
- used always use hot water to warm up his bottle, didn't even consider the microwave for the first year, but now I do heat up milk for him in a mug in the microwave and then pour into a bottle (I think that gets rid of any potential hotspots)
actually i'm worse than I thought - remembered a few more things:
- only washed myself with baby shampoo while breastfeeding (as didn't want DS to breathe the strong chemical smell that must be on my body from normal shower gel)
- DS drinks Evian water but only from glass bottles, as the plastic releases chemicals to the water. Actually he used to drink filtered-boiled-cooled tap water until DH thought it was not good enough for him. DH suggested Evian, I agreed, but only if glass bottles. nutters!
- still check for breathing (but don't usually wake him for that, so doesn't count)
DP used feed and change PFB at night, but would insist on changing her on the cold changing mat on the floor, stripping everything off etc, rather than doing a quick change on the bed. I stressed how traumatic this must be for PFB, but he kept doing it.
So when he was sleeping soundly I woke him up, dragged him out of bed and laid his naked body on the cold changing mat so he could experience the trauma for himself.
No one other than me and DH has kissed DD since she was born. My DM gets cold sores quite frequently and I out the fear of God into her about it. She hasn't had one since DD was born (10 weeks!)
If anyone touches DD's hands, they (slyly, if we're with family or friends) get the baby wipe and water treatment. ASAP.
I check her breathing several times a night, even though we have the angelcare movement monitor.
I'm terrible, i know. I'm working on it
Hilarious thread I was sitting here thinking "at least I never sterilized the syringe" until I remembered my pfb never had calpol incase it interfered with his precious virgin gut
One night I was so worried that my daughter was quiet (she was asleep!) I held a mirror in front of her face to check she was breathing. She was about two weeks old, I was a single parent which made me more concerned about doing everything "right".
DD is 9 1/2 weeks now. She was in NICU for the first two weeks which definitely exacerbated my first time mum anxieties. A ward full of paediatric nurses wasn't good enough for me to be sure she was being well taken care of (which she was!) and in the middle of the night I would send dh down to check she was still OK! He got even less sleep than me but indulged me to put my mind at rest
It was necessary for us to be sterile happy for a while because of her illness, but not once every went home. It didn't stop us spending a fortune on Dettol dispensers for use next to every tap. The hospital told us we could just sterilise the bottle she used to drink out of once a day and then rinse it with hot tap water between feeds. I still sterilise them every time and will do up to six months. There is something so urgh about not cleaning it every time. Just to note, dh does not do this and she has yet to come to any harm as a result of drinking from a rinsed bottle
I think we are allowed as parents to have these moments of precious aren't we?!
Oh and I definitely prod her to see if she is breathing! Much to her annoyance sometimes!
PFB DD is 5 weeks old. I haven't done anything too bonkers but I do check her breathing a lot. I just put my hand on her chest rather than wake her up. I think it helps that DP has two older children and has been through the PFBness already.
I kept an iPhone app record of feeds and nappies - but LO went into NICU at birth. So I was constantly being asked by docs/nurses/midwives when she'd last fed, how much she'd had, how many nappies, what type of nappies, and bugger me if I could ever remember! I stopped when she was 3 weeks old.
I made everyone wash their hands before they could give her a cuddle until she was 6 weeks. Took her to an engagement party at 4 weeks and was HORRIFIED when people were kissing her ON THE FACE!
I'm still guilty at 7 months of warming LO's PJs and her bed. My other lasting PFB behaviour is being precious about her nap times. I get so angsty when leaving her with DM or DMIL that they won't put her down early enough.
I'm currently sitting in the dark with PFB napping on my lap because she has a cold and didn't get any sleep last night
This is great! I only just found out what PFB means today!
I so did the bath through the flat in front of radiator and the boob squirting into porridge ha ha but the worst PFB behaviour has to be on holiday; PFB (then 2) slipped through her rubber ring in the pool, - several of our friends were around her with their kids along with my DH - however I ran and leapt fully clothed and 7 months pregnant with DS into pool to 'save her' only reaching her once daddy had scooped her up and was blowing blurters giggling!
A lot of these ring true with me! SO funny!
My stand out PFB moment is when I near on had a full on panic attack when the DH closed all 4 doors of the car when she was inside. Like the car doors would automatically lock and trap her inside or something?
I still don't like doing it now...!
I sat in the back seat with DD until she was three. Tbh it was easier when she was in a rear facing seat and woke up all cross on a long journey, I could distract her. But she is 4.5 and still a bit annoyed with me for finally moving into the front seat. I should have done it way sooner.
We were on holiday once in a little harbour town, and DH walked out along the (huge, wide as a very wide pavement) harbour wall with baby DD in his arms. I flipped and screeched at him "DON'T THROW HER IN THE SEEEEEA." Because obviously he would have done if I hadn't mentioned it.
I also sobbed on a bus because it was too crowded to get DD out of the buggy and what if she had stopped breathing??? She was a hale and hearty seven month old at this time.
this thread is golden! I am frighteningly lax as a parent if this is anything to go by. Can I start a thread for
shambolic relaxed parenting?
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