I have to agree.
After that I had made a stop at my old workplace to say hello to my boss. He was so happy to see Neil and me. He was just talking to him and playing with him while he was in my arms. Then he tried to pick Neil up and he was okay for 30 seconds. Then the lip went down and he started getting upset. What do I do about this stranger anxiety? I take him to socialize with other moms and children and he is totally fine as long as he is in my arms. In fact, he loves it if people talk to him and play with him. He will laugh, make spit bubbles and generally have a good time. But it has to be in the security of the stroller or our arms. So we chatted for a bit while Neil nibbled on my chain.
After that, I had to make a Costco run to get some fish which I was making for a prayer meeting today evening. It was my first attempt at preparing for 20-25 people. It actually came out okay and nobody died. I think that is a great achievement. I think it can be stated as a matter of record that Neil HATES shopping. Earlier at least grocery shops used to be fine, but he used to go berserk at clothes shops. Today at Costco, there were a lot of protien drinks and bars (samples) out there and I had some. The Lord knew I needed it for what was going to follow. In about 2 minutes into shopping, he just started squealing. Everyone felt sorry for me. Since I had only 3 items, this lady came with a hand held scanner and did all the scanning for me even though it was a self checkout. At that time I had to pick him out of the stroller because he was squealing so much. One lady let me go in front of her. (People were so lovely!) As soon as I picked him though, he was fine. Anyway, I put him back as I could not hold him and push the stroller and then he spat up on the floor. A guy came and cleaned it up and I apologized. He said not to worry, he has two grandkids and he knows how it is. (Again, very sweet!) At least that is what he said out loud.
We came home, and I thought Neil would be tired out with all the excursions and go to sleep. He kept rubbing his eyes and so I gave a bath, some milk, changed his diaper, but he just refused to go to sleep. I figured if people were going to eat fish, I had to cook with him in the kitchen. And I did just that. He finally went to sleep at 4:15 and slept for an hour and a half. And then I fed him and gave him a bottle and we left for the prayer. He was good for a little bit and actually stayed in other people's arms. Then after the prayer got over, he just got sleepy and consequently cranky. There were too many people and he was way too stimulated. he just cried buckets of tears. R put him to sleep eventually and I got to eat at that time. Finally, after the food we just all sat and talked until 12:30 am. It was a good time. From yesterday, I realized that my baby is slightly high maintenance, but as in the immortal words of Chandler to Monica in Friends, I like maintaining him.
2 comments:
Well, I can't offer any help with the social anxiety...but he is adorable!
Wow, he's just getting more and more handsome! And of course he hates shopping; he's a boy! ;-)
I'm sure the man cleaning his spit-up off the floor was not thinking anything ugly. People know that babies spit up, and there's really nothing the mama can do to prevent it. It happens. And I'm sure he appreciated your appreciation for what he did.
Honestly, the only time I ever think badly of parents when I see them out is if their kids are acting up, and they're not even attempting to do anything about it. I'm sure no one thought ill of you because your sweet boy was crying. He's a baby; babies do that. :-)
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