I Wish I Was the Baby by D.j. LongThe arrival of a new baby sister turns a little boys life upside down. After jealously watching the baby receive all the attention and all the gifts, he begins to wish that he could be the baby instead! In this hilarious tale of role reversal, the little boys wish comes true. Written in charming verse and accompanied by whimsical illustrations, I Wish I Was the Baby offers a wonderful opportunity to prepare young children for the changes that accompany the arrival of a new baby.
Sometimes I Wish I Had a Baby Again
Post a Comment. Bear with me for a second. Just think about it. Being a baby is DOPE! This is what I was thinking as I helped a friend strap her 18 month-old daughter into her car seat the other night. She looked so warm and content as her mom secured her into her cozy little nest in the back of the car. She smiled and stuck her thumb in her mouth, apparently happy and satisfied after having eaten a delicious meal of sweet potato french fries, broccoli, and steak cut up into tiny little pieces while everyone around cooed and smiled at her undeniable cuteness.
For the last few years, being a kid again has been one of my biggest wishes. I'd make friends this time. I'd savour all those moments over again. I'd enjoy not.
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Chat or rant, adult content, spam, insulting other members, show more. - These words have been swirling in my head for three weeks now, since the arrival of our baby boy earlier this month.
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I was often tired, messy, confused, and anxious. Babies take an enormous amount of physical work — the lifting, carrying, changing, bathing, feeding, rocking, cleaning, comforting…you know what I mean. Some of that was magical — the moment when your baby nuzzles against your neck, the sudden heaviness when your baby falls asleep in your arms, the splashy, silly baths, the joy of the gurgling smile as you lift your baby from the crib, ready for the day. There are mothers who would say every moment of babyhood was like that for them — miracle upon miracle to be savored and appreciated, hours spent in a rocking chair with their baby, content just being there, in that moment. I waited impatiently for my babies to reach milestones…to sit up, to hold their bottles, to walk, and especially to talk. I was so happy when my babies started talking to me, able to tell me what they wanted in words instead of cries bottle! As my babies grew, up and away, I marveled at each and every step, watching them as they moved from babyhood to the toddler years, elementary school, and so on.