Random thought of the day; Is our daughter Adapting?

I enjoy going into the ocean, a keen surfer and Scuba Diver (only done the latter once in Egypt but loved it), however I still get scared when I’m quite far from the beach or alone. Thoughts run through my head to the creatures below, we’ve only dipped our toes into the huge vast amount of water on our Planet, so who knows what lurks under me. Sharks scare me, even in the UK I worry if Jaws is swimming close beneath me. I understand that the amount of sharks killed far outweighs the number of people killed by sharks, I am not in any way condoning the killing of sharks. We enter the water at the bottom of the food change, and here comes the reason for all this, sharks have never had to evolve or adapt. They are the perfect killing machine, built for one thing and one thing only, being the top of the food chain and reigning supreme.

My daughter has recently begun crying ALOT, and not sleeping much. I read somewhere that babies cry for around 3 hrs a day, ours barely sleeps that long throughout the day, the rest is spent crying, wailing, throwing her tiny arms around in a tantrum and looking around the world with wide eyes and way too much energy. We’ve had a few tactics up our sleeves to make her fall asleep and previously they worked, so well we fell into a false sense of security. Walking around the house, putting her on my legs and lowering and raising them as I sit on the sofa, taking her out in the pram, all the usual tricks to get the little one to sleep, we tried.

Some random thoughts from last night

So a quick blog here, just some random thoughts that have recently went through my head the other day, mainly in the evening when the baby isn’t sleeping.

Baby Logic – or lack there of.

So my little one was a bit of a cry baby last night (don’t really call it crying, as there is no tears) however the reason for her crying was because she was tired. I saw it in her eyes, as she tried to nod off, that she was tired and baby logic kicked in. Instead of fixing her issue of being tired, by closing her eyes and visiting nap nap land, she decided to cry and annouce to us that she was indeed tired. Either that or her logic was, if I am tired, I am going to make sure you are tired as well. Either way, it took a while to get her to sleep which brings me on to the next thought.

Car Journeys – or the exploring of the town in the middle of the night.

So to get our little one to sleep, or at least for an hour or so, we decided to head into the cold and take her for a drive. Summer must be easier for this, as it’s warmer you don’t have to wrap her up in a snow suit and a million layers, however the snow suit does give her some comfort, or enough to send her to sleep that is. As we drove around our town, I had decided to use this time to explore via car, I wondered how many other cars on the road where in the similar situation.

My other half headed out at 1am in the morning the other night, I wondered then, would she be the only parent on the road trying to get our little one to sleep? It’s a little creepy to stare into peoples car windows as you pass them by, but I’ve never noticed the tired look on a drivers face, or the screaming hell beast in the back, now fast asleep. Will keep an eye out from now on.

Baby monitors – or the voice of the hell beast in radio waves.

Once we had gotten the little one back home and into the cot, she went to sleep, as did we (for a few hours at least). Trouble with the monitor, next to my other halfs head, is the noises that the little one makes are now much louder than when she was in our room. Tiniest of sounds are amplified across the room, and you start the wonderful thing parents all do, worry over nothing.

So thank you technology, once more, you have now made us even more paranoid than we needed to be.

Frustrated and Angry? Don’t take it out on the baby.

Before we begin, let me make it clear I HAVE NEVER and I WILL NEVER shake my child, this post was something that went through my head the other night about how easy frustration and anger can take over some people.

Shaken baby syndrome or Abusive Head Trauma (not sure if this is American or a world wide term but it explains what it is) which is an injury to a child’s brain as a result of child abuse. Horribly this can be caused by direct blows to the head, dropping or throwing the child, or shaking the child. It’s a horrible thought however over recent years there have been many cases in the UK of parents, carers and babysitters shaking their babies to stop them from crying. In some extreme cases, a baby has been thrown in order to stop the baby from crying.

I love my daughter but these are the things I hate about Fatherhood (so far)

Hate is a strong word that’s thrown around way too much, especially by the young folk of today. It’s easy to say ‘I hate…’ something or someone rather than say how you really feel, such as ‘The way so and so talks is really annoying’ or ‘I pity those who are stupid’ etc etc, you get the idea. Trouble is with the word hate, it gets used too often and for everything that sometimes it looses all meaning of the word. ‘I hate you’ shouts the moody teenager before slamming the door and returning an hour later asking for a lift to their friends house, ‘I hate vegetables’ as you finish off the plate and ask for seconds or ‘I hate homework’ actually that one is a given.

I use hate a lot in my day to day life. I hate getting up early, I hate getting stuck in traffic, I hate most of the people out and about shopping, I hate Drum and Bass music, I hate stupid kids like One Direction, I hate being hungry and not having any food nearby, I hate being delayed, I hate waiting, I hate not going to the gym and I hate not seeing my other half. This being said, some of these are more frustrations or annoyances than true hate which is the way I feel about some of the things I experienced during my first couple of weeks of fatherhood.