Flipping, freezing, sterilising and the just plain ludicrous - what daft things did you do with your PFB?

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Talking to dd1 tonight (she is 15 and has two sisters) I remembered how totally inept dh and I were.

We:

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?

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

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.