‘Fun’ lessons that my daughter taught me about toddlers

My daughter got horribly sick last Friday night. She had spent the afternoon with her grandmother, who had gone to visit her and she had eaten ravenously.

“She ate three slices of bread and tea and then later she had a paw paw. She ate like she hadn’t eaten for so long!” My mother remarked when I got home and found them bonding.

My girl did not eat supper and I assumed it was because she was still full from her earlier meal. We watched a bit of tv and went to bed at about 10pm. She was so tired, she dozed off immediately. I stayed a bit longer, browsing the internet and listening for sounds of a break-in (I am paranoid like that).

After about half an hour, my little girl stirred and got up on all fours. I was still awake and I heard a familiar sound, the sound of retching. Before I could do anything to save my bedding, I heard the contents of her stomach emptying onto our bed (we co-sleep). I switched on the light and saw my poor girl had messed herself, the bed, and was looking very poorly. After a short while, she brightened up and I thought that the worst of it had passed. I was very wrong.

Long story short, we ended up in the hospital about an hour later. She had to have tests done and was put on a drip while we waited for the blood test results. Getting a vein to put in the drip was a task. It took three of us to hold her down. Who knew a two year old could be that strong? Four needle holes later, the IV line finally got n through a vein in her foot.

We were sent home at around 4am with a lot of drugs and a sleepy, tired and drained child. As I walked out with the package of medicines, I knew the struggle had just began for me.

You see, my daughter has never liked dawa. Even when she was tiny, she would throw up medicine that had been forced down her throat. On Saturday, she refused to take the medicine and wouyld run away whenever she saw it. The whole of that day was spent in a cat and mouse-like chase to get her to take her medicine. I got tired and let her be. She vomited again that evening. It happened again in the morning. I realised that I could not wish the sickness away and that she and to take her dawa.

“Sweetie, do you remember how much the needles at the hospital hurt?”I asked her after I had sat her down and looked her in the eye. She said yes.

“Do you want to vomit again?”


“The only way you can get better and your tummy will stop feeling pain is if you take your medicine,” I explained to her.

She looked at me and said yes. I offered her the spoonful of antibiotic I had prepared earlier. She took it and put it in her mouth. She even licked the spoon!

This weekend I learned many a valuable lesson from this experience and I feel it would only be fair to share with you so that you will at least be more prepared when and if it happens to you.

Lesson one

The first thing I learned was that kids are tougher than we think. By the time she was getting the third unsuccessful jab in her inner arm, she had stopped crying and even said “Wow!” when the doctor managed to get the tiny tube in. It did not work, but the medics were shocked at such a reaction. They had never heard that from a patient before.

Lesson two

Parenting is not for the weak hearted or the weak stomached. I have always been squeamish at the sight, sound or smell of vomit. If you vomit around me, chances are high that I will join you. I stayed strong during the whole ordeal and even had guts (pun intended) to clean my sheets when we got back home. After

A lot of unpleasantness comes with having young ones. From throw up to bloody injuries, a parent will have to clean up a lot of messes before their children grow up and it takes a lot of grace to do so without complaining, because, it is primarily a parent’s role, anyway.

Lesson three

Children are more intelligent than we give them credit for. I have always known my daughter understands more than she communicates, but I did not realise to what extent this goes. The fact that we could sit down and talk and I could convince her that taking medicine is not a punishment but rather something that would help her get better opened my eyes to her mind.

I keep telling people to be very mindful of what they tell children as they are able to sense their sincerity and often absorb or react to the things we tell them. I discourage my house help from lying to my daughter and to instead giver her viable options. For example, instead of telling her that a monster will eat her if she doesn’t sleep, she should tell her that they will go for a walk after her nap.

Lesson four

I learnt that there is no love as unselfish as a parent’s love.  I was not the only one awake during the whole ordeal. I had called her father and kept updating him on what was happening. My parents too were in the loop as they live quite close to us and should anything happen they would be the nearest people to help me out. Neither my daughter’s parents nor my own slept a wink that night. Sleep came after 5 am, when we were back in the house and the little appeared to be doing better than before.

Lesson five

Always have a contingency plan for medical emergencies. Illnesses come at the least opportune time, in fact when you least want to go to a hospital is when sickness strikes. Many insurance companies offer affordable covers for families and of course, there is the National Hospital Insurance Fund. Apart from medical emergencies, it is important to set aside some funds to cater for the unexpected. Keep some money aside in a tin in the house or in you mobile money wallet just in case, because one day, you will need it.


Before you become three…

It is quite obvious that having a baby is a big deal. It is a life changing decision that will follow you throughout your life and beyond. It is a step in a relationship that brings two people together and intertwines their lives and their blood, whether they wanted to or not. Bringing a new person into the world not only involves the man and woman,  but also their families, their jobs, the government,  and the church (or other religious entities), not to mention the corporates that are looking to cash in on the latest addition to the newest person in the world and statisticians seeking to predict trends in the population.

Before you decide to follow the Bible’s command and do your part to fill the earth,  especially as a woman, there are many factors that you need to consider first. Be wary, if you are easily offended, squeamish, conservative or in denial, please turn back here. For those who want a brutal account of some of the things they should expect when they are expecting and beyond, you are in the right place.

Once they place your little bundle of joy in your arms for the first time, you will discover that you do not know, as in utajua hujui. From then henceforth, you will get advice from all corners on how to raise your little one starting from the doctors, nurses to your mother, in-laws and even house help. Everybody will have an opinion on how you should raise your child, especially if they already have theirs. You will learn to be patient, listen and judge for yourself what to do.

Your body will not quite be the same, ever. Once the baby is out, you will still look pregnant and many will let you know that. This is only the beginning of  negative and sometimes hurtful comments that will be hurled your way, so take it in your stride, mama. Worry not, all that matters is that you are healthy and so is the baby.

When you become three, your relationship with your partner will change. The bond you have may be strengthened with the addition to your family while your sex life will take a beating. No intimacy is recommended for the first month and a half after baby is born. This can take a toll especially on the man who may have kept away from mama during the pregnancy if he was afraid that he ‘would hurt the baby’ LOL! This stage will need a lot of patience, understanding and creativity in order for each person’s needs to be met.

Speaking of relationships, these will change too with other people you have in your life. from colleagues, bosses, relatives and friends. I don’t know why, but with the latter, one can never predict how the relationship will continue once the baby arrives. Some people, who I had until that point thought were quite close, kept away and have since fizzled out of my life. Others that I had not expected to stick around are quite close now. But for the ones with whom we found ourselves in a similar situation, a strong camaraderie was forged. If you are willing and ready to lose friends, parenthood is for you.

When you have a baby, your priorities will change. For some, this includes a major overhaul of  dreams and plans, for others , it s a slight shift. But the fact remains, you will definitely have a change of heart on what you considered important before. For some women, this could mean a different outlook on a career, education, a partner, finances, friends and how to spend leisure time.

Before you add another person to your life and to the world, think very carefully about the major sacrifices that you will make for them and whether or not you are ready for that kind of commitment.


Oldies know best

“Mother knows best,” is a phrase that every teenager is loathe to hear. Sometimes even in adulthood, we feel that our parents’ and guardians’ views and insight are no longer necessary for the smooth running of our lives. After all, we are grown and can make our own decisions, right? You will be surprised by how much wisdom those older than us actually possess and how much we can benefit from it.

When I was a teenager, just after high school, I wanted a nose piercing. I thought they look pretty cool and to be honest, I have never gotten over them. I think that I will get one, eventually. However, I shared the desire with my mother who advised me that it would be best if I got it after I finished school and secured a job.

She reasoned that once I got a job, I would be in a better position to judge whether or not I still wanted the piercing. I would have been able to finance it myself, older and more mature, meaning I may have outgrown the desire and depending on what my job would be, whether the piercing would be allowed or not. I listened and did not get it- I had moved on.

Over a decade later, my younger sister had the same craving and without hesitation, got her nose pierced and shiny new stud placed in her nostril. She recently got into university and would you believe it? One of the rules of the institution are that such extreme body piercings and jewellery are not allowed.

By this time, my parents were totally okay with it, even though they were not consulted. Had she asked me before she made the move, I would have probably told her what my mother told me all those years ago. I intend to tell my daughter the same.

This recent incident made me wonder what priceless information I have been given over the decades and dismissed simply because I thought that the world is more advanced or liberal now.

I remember when I had my baby. The lady who did my cleaning then is an old mama from home. She saw me changing baby’s diaper when she was about a week old and asked why the umbilical cord stump hadn’t dropped off yet. She told me to use my saliva on the area and it would dry up in two days max. I recoiled in horror and wondered what sort of primitive practices she would perform on my child in my absence. I continued my surgical spirit way and the stump fell off after another week. Today, I reflect on what she said (she has over 10 children) and wonder if her words have any merit.

I think I have learned a very valuable lesson, through my sister. I’ll always take into consideration advice by older people. They must have seen something that pushed them to tell me a thing or two that can make my life easier or better.

What is love?

I have not had a decent night’s sleep since 2016, before my belly was too big and finding a comfortable spot to sleep was easy. And I would wake up twice or thrice a night to pee, as a little person found it amusing to kick me in the bladder. Almost two years later, I still get up several times a night to check on my little girl, and to attend to her every whim. I have even adapted to surviving on very little sleep and when I do get the opportunity to rest for a few hours straight, I end up restless and wondering if she is okay.

I have marks and scars in places that I did not ever imagine possible, my body has undergone a metamorphosis- I am a mother. I do not look the same in a bikini, but I have made the most of it. I take pride in my new body, for I know it is not a small feat to carry and bear a whole living breathing human being.

My state of mind has also changed. I constantly worry about my child- is she well, has she eaten, is she being given enough attention, is her caregiver mistreating her? I also begin to question myself- am I a good mother, am I making the right decisions for her, in the next 16 years, will I be happy with the kind of person she turns out to be?

I try to work hard to make sure she has everything that she will ever need. Good food, a good education, excellent medical services…everything she needs to be comfortable and to thrive.

Recently, I reviewed my relationship with my daughter and realised that all I do is give. I give her my love, my attention, my material possessions, my time. I would gladly give my life for her, with no hesitation, no second thought or regret. That is how much she means to me. I do not think I can sacrifice so much for anybody else in my life, just her. I give and give and give, she takes. She never reciprocates. The only reward I get is the occasional smile, a hug and sometimes (many times) temper tantrums.

I have finally understood what unconditional love means.

Mummy Brain in 2019

My mentor, a columnist who writes weekly about her experiences in one of Nation Media Group’s products, recently wrote about her terrible memory and I quickly diagnosed her condition as “mummy brain”. This condition occurs in women who are about to or have just delivered babies. Top symptoms include memory lapses, hearing the cry of a baby even though they are quiet or not even there, putting the baby first, no matter what the situation. As a new(ish) mum myself, I quickly recognized the symptoms as I myself have been suffering from the same.

One of the best examples I can use to demonstrate how severe my condition is is that I have been meaning to upload an article in my blog for the longest time and guess what? I always forget! I get a fantastic topic to explore, I play out the points in head to get the flow of the story and when I finally get round to typing it out, I forget all that I had planned to write. Other times, I get an interesting topic and just as I am about to develop it something distracts me and poof! It’s gone. This has been plaguing me for the past few months, and I sincerely hope that this will come to an end soon.

Something else that I have been forgetting is my mother’s birthday. Though she never sys it out loud, my mum loves it when we remember and spoil her on the day. I never forget the date itself, it is December 24th, quite a hard one to forget. But I have been of late unable to get her a good gift on time. This year, around September, I went shopping for success cards and stumbled upon the best card for my mum. I knew that I would forget to get another one closer to the date and even if I did remember, it wouldn’t be as nice. So I bought the card, even signed it and kept it very well. On the 23rd of December, we were with the almost birthday girl, but because I did not want to spoil the surprise too early, I decided that I would find a way to get it to her the following day. I forgot to remove it from its hiding place. I remembered about the card when we were with her and I could not get it. Let us just say that today is the 9th of January and I am considering just sending it to her for this year’s birthday, as I have even forgotten where I have kept it!

Despite my poor memory, I have found ways to cope. I pack my handbag and things in advance. This way, whenever I remember to add something to the bag, I just add it before I forget and before it is needed. I have also taken to writing lists. To do lists, shopping lists, budgets, everything. And how, you ask, do I remember everything I need for my shopping lists? I just walk around the house and check what is there and what is finished. I go to the kitchen and check the levels of cooking oil, unga, rice; I go to the fridge and see the carrots and hoho and dania then I check the toilet paper and bar soap and detergent. It is a process, I do not deny, and when I have picked an item at the shop, I cross it off the list, lest I buy five times what I need. So, it is obvious by now that this article was on my list. Let me publish it quickly before I forget!

To all doubting Thomases out there, mummy brain is real! It is hard and it is frustrating. When a new mum tells you she forgot, please believe her. It is hard functioning with less our brains as it is!

And for all mummies out there, let us work to finding new ways to deal with this scourge, no more forgetting in the New Year!


Not everyone tells the truth

There are always memes on social media that show that real life and your internet life may not always be the same thing. How one portrays the places they go, the things they do, and even the food they eat may not be necessarily true. We always want to show that our lives activities and families are way better than they really are. Just like at a job interview, we will dress in our best suits, get to the venue two hours early and even speak with a polished accent, just to give a better impression of ourselves. The internet has made it possible for us to only show the glamorous side of ourselves.

I have also realized that people are not always honest about their lives even out of social media, and that you should always take in information with a pinch of salt.  Alternative facts are not just a Trump thing, so I have gathered.

I have a childhood friend who got married a few years back. It took three years for the couple to get pregnant. When they were still trying, she had said that they would try for a year before seeking medical help. Luckily, this was not needed. Their daughter is now two. The same person, during a bridal shower for our mutual friend last month said that she had not wanted to have children those initial years of her marriage and only recently warmed up to the idea. I couldn’t help but notice the discrepancies in the story, though I did not call her out on this.  After this incident, I started realizing that some aspects she shared of her life, which her mother or sister would talk about separately, were not the same. Now, I’m keen on the details she gives, as she is not very truthful.

I am also reminded of a lady I used to work with whom I thought had managed to get to her position through sheer hard work and being at the right place at the right time. She was always fond of telling the story of how she got to be in that job, saying that  she was just ‘trying it out’, yet she got it without even having a background in the field that she had applied for. I was always in awe and felt very intimidated as well as motivated to work hard to get to where she was by the time I was her age.

Recently, I met someone who happens to know her and she revealed that the lady’s brother was a very senior person in that company. I doubt that it was a coincidence that she managed to get the job she wasn’t qualified for out of just good luck.

I have come to meet very few people who are brutally honest about the hardships that they really go through, no sugar coating. Especially matters relationships, only a handful are willing to share challenges they may be going through. I understand that we are taught not to wash dirty laundry in public but there are some issues that without airing will go unsolved. Matters like infertility, abuse and even financial problems, should be shared, if not to your friends or people who have gone through similar circumstances then to professionals trained to deal with them.

A lady I know, who had been struggling to conceive in the first years of her marriage finally got a doctor who specialized in cases such as hers after she confided in a friend about her challenges.

On the other hand, people have turned to social media to ask questions and opinions on how to handle various relationship issues from complete strangers. Armed with pseudonyms and posting anonymously through their friend’s accounts for fear of retribution, social media users, especially women have resorted to posting very personal and intimate queries on groups on Facebook. These posts are usually very sensational and generate a lot of traffic and chatter around them. Sometimes good advice is given, but one has to wade through dozens of comments rebuking the asker before getting to these.

All in all, whether you like it or not, people will talk about you and your family. If you appear to be thriving, we will talk. If you seem emaciated or your children are ill-mannered, we will still talk. So, it does not matter how perfect a picture you paint for us, we will still see through the façade and talk about you.

Reasons you shouldn’t have only one child

Once, when I was about 19 years old, I had gone to babysit for my cousin, who was in between house helps at the time. I remember telling her that I wanted many children, like four of them. Then, she was the mother of only one and she advised me that after I had had my firstborn, then we could talk about my having a football team. One baby later, and my mind hasn’t changed- I would still like a large family.

I find that people who want only one child very strange and would not advise them to do so. I was recently told by a friend that one of her colleagues has only one baby and can even beat someone if they suggest that she has another. I am aware that people are different; they know their capabilities; their preferences and even their issues hence the decision to have only one child. However, they should also consider that the decision not only affects the parents but the child as well. Here are a few reasons why I think people should have two or more children.

Being an only child is a lonely existence. I should know, I was one for 11 years. Where I grew up, we lived with my cousins in the same area. During weekends and holidays, our days were filled with fun games as we played with each other. When evening came and supper time drew near, my cousins would all go back to their homes, where the games would continue while I was left alone. Many nights I would sleep over at my cousins’ house because my parents didn’t provide the company that I needed.

Only children are innately selfish. I don’t know how to share, because I have never had to, until recently. When my parents’ brought home goodies, they were all mine. I find it difficult to be generous and get awkward because I am not sure what society expects of me. This selfishness stretched to even the affections of my parents.

I am very headstrong and stubborn. My opinions are the best, and there’s no convincing me otherwise. It’s my way or the highway. I have never been in a position where I had to compromise or let someone else take point, it was always me. This brings problems later on in life, like in marriage or at work where one has to realise that they are not the only ones with good ideas.

I know I sound like a mal-adjusted psychopath with so many problems, but I promise you, you can’t tell. Despite the down side of being an only child, a few good things can come from it as well.

I learned to be independent quite early on in my life. As I was the only one, many times responsibilities fell to me. When I eventually got a sibling, I was responsible enough to be left with the baby, even before I was a teenager. I would ensure that all the duties to be done in the house were completed quickly and I didn’t need supervision.

I also learned how to make my own decisions without looking to an older sibling for guidance. From a long time ago, if I was asked what I wanted, I knew that I had to get it right the first time.

I learned to be tough, growing up by myself. I did not have anyone to protect me; neither did I have anyone to fend for. I admired how my friends and cousins with brothers had ‘bodyguards’ and nobody could bully them. I remember one time in kindergarten; I was playing on the monkey bars on the school playground when another little girl came up to me with a bigger boy in tow. The boy didn’t waste time and told me that the spot I was playing on had been booked by his sister and that I had to go. I have never played on monkey bars again.

So, dear parent and parent-to-be, before dooming your child to only-childhood, think carefully about how the lack of siblings will affect your child’s life.

Broken hearts, mended dreams

Wedding season is around the corner, and after the brokenness that is Njaanuary, brides to be are busy planning every little detail of their dream weddings. There is nothing as exciting, frustrating and exhausting, as physically and emotionally draining as planning your wedding. Amidst all the hullabaloo of ensuring that the walk down the aisle is perfect, few people however, consider the happily ever after-that is the marriage itself.

As I may have mentioned before, I have a guilty pleasure of tuning in to a certain radio station on my way to work that usually discusses relationships (as they all do nowadays) and today’s topic was on why some men break off their engagements just a few days to their weddings. The radio host put men to task to explain why and how they could stomach calling off an event that had been planned for over a year without a second thought. Before I reached my destination and cut short my listening experience, several men had called in to justify their actions.

A host of highly indignant men explained that the breaking of engagements usually happened when they found out something unpleasant about their wives to be or had a change of heart at the last minute. One caller explained that he had called off his wedding a week to the date and had already spent Sh1.5 million on it. He said he realized that that was not the woman for him and that it was a personal matter. He did not fear what people would say about him, nor about hurting the girl’s feelings. He just didn’t want to make a mistake.

I have seen and heard of broken engagements, called-off weddings, and even stood up brides and grooms at the altar. I do not blame anyone who walked away before they made the plunge into a life-long commitment. A very wise lady once told my husband and me (before our wedding) that we would rather have a broken engagement than a broken marriage.

If you are planning your wedding soon, also plan your marriage. Reflect and find out why you are really getting into it. Is it because you are getting on in years and your family has put pressure on you to finally settle down? Are all your friends already settled in their homes and you feel left out? Do you want children can only have them in the sanctity of marriage? Is your decision to be bonded to someone else till death do you part for financial stability? If you can, ask your partner for their reasons for marrying you. Be honest about it now, or else the truth will come out sooner or later.

Marriage is not a joke. One only realizes the gravity of the vows they took long after the wedding bells have stopped chiming. One wakes up and looks at the sleeping figure next to them and discovers that this is the person that they should (because some people feel monogamy is an option) be waking up to for the rest of your life. And when the reality of the situation finally sinks in, it can be quite overwhelming. I think that the unpreparedness of couples is the root cause of broken relationships and the rampant murder suicides in families that are announced in the news on a daily basis.

So, brides and grooms-to-be, do not be afraid of what society will think of you, should you choose to walk away now. We will talk for a bit, and then find a more interesting topic to move on to. Do not be afraid of hurting someone’s feelings, if it is for the better for the both of you. Do not worry about the money that was spent, you will earn it back eventually. Do not worry about your family, if they really care about you, they will support your decision. Learn to be honest with yourself and the rest will follow.

Checklist for brides to be

I’m very happy that this year I will have to make many vitenges for all the weddings that will happen. So many of my friends will be tying the knot and I’m very excited to be a part of that process.

Many brides to be have been asking for a checklist for their weddings. I’ve also noted that some things, though small seem to get overlooked  and yet they play a vital role on the big day. So without further ado, here is my checklist for the modern bride to be.

When I make a list of items or to-do lists, I usually like to start from the very beginning of the process. I discovered this technique when I was making shopping lists in high school and I never forgot anything. I would start with waking up in the morning and see all the activities I would do from then, adding to the list all items that would be needed for them. And that is how we will start.

Eve of the wedding, the night before when you go to bed

  1. Comfortable night dress/ pyjamas
  2. Headscarf
  3. Bathrobe

On the wedding day, Morning when you shower/bathe

  1. Bath set(If you need any special things like body scrub, bubble bath, loofah, face wash, shower gel)
  2. Lotion (Some brides go for a tinted or glittery lotion for an extra sheen in their skin)
  3. Perfume
  4. Toothpaste and toothbrush
  5. Slippers
  6. Shower cap
  7. Combs and hair brushes
  8. Deodorant
  9. Make up


  1. Underwear- this you will have to get depending on the style of gown you are wearing. Make sure you get well fitting, comfortable, and discreet undies to give you a seamless look.
  2. Wedding gown- as obvious as it may sound, there are some cases I have heard of brides forgetting their gowns and having to improvise. Please ensure that your gown is clean and at the place you will be getting ready that day. The gown comes with the veil and petticoat.
  3. Shoes- get your shoes early enough and break them in to avoid pinching and sore feet on the day. If you want, you can have a back-up pair, just in case. Like the dress, pack them in advance and ensure you have them on the day.
  4. Jewellery and accessories- these may be small, but my do they make a difference! Get your jewellery in good time, after selecting a gown. This will ensure that the style of dress matches the jewellery. Eg, getting armlets (upper arm bracelets) with a long sleeved gown would be pretty pointless. Accessories like hair pins and clips, tiaras, gloves should be acquired in good time to avoid last minute rushes. A bride to be should decide early on what she would like to wear on the big day and in what style so that the search for the specifics can be done and finished in good time.
  5. The rings- make sure these are given to the best couple on the day so that they are not forgotten.


For the day

On the actual day, after you have left the house for the ceremony and for the rest of the day, I feel a bride should have a few things on her, just in case.

  1. Handkerchief- watu hulia. Also noses get runny, make up gets smudgy, people get sneezy.
  2. Gum or mints- it’s always good to have fresh breath on your big day, we don’t want your soon to be spouse to be put off by your breath on your special day.
  3. Lip balm- for smooth, soft, kissable lips
  4. Sanitary towels- it’s always good to be prepared
  5. A clutch bag to keep all these things in.

Interesting things you didn’t know about babies

Motherhood is an adventure; every turn leads to unknown roads and interesting surprises. It is an exciting journey because one never really knows what they are getting into. And once you get used to the groove of things, they change and life hurls another curve ball your way. Whether you have one child or six, you will never really get a hang of it, because every day, as your child(ren) grow(s), they will teach you something that you did not know about them. Here is what I have learnt so far.

Babies are individuals with their own unique personality. From very early on, children are able to display their own individual preferences dislikes and their temperaments. My daughter has so far shown me that she is very picky. She doesn’t like change, she also doesn’t like to be babied. She wants to be treated as a grown-up; probably because she is surrounded by them.

Babies grow at their own rate. It pains me when I see so many new mums on social media wondering why their kids aren’t doing something as fast as the others or developing at the same rate as other babies. Let me ask, when did you hit puberty? Was it at the exact time as your friends? Does that mean there is something wrong with you? No. So why should it be different for your babies? They will sit and walk and talk and teeth at their own time, don’t compare them.

I have also discovered that children have a sense of time. This was not apparent before I went back to work but it was very obvious after a few days. Somehow, my daughter knew that I should be getting into the house at around 5 or 6 pm in the evening from work. According to her nanny and people who have been left with her, she plays and eats and sleeps quite well during the day after I’ve gone to work and only begins to fuss at around 5pm. By 6pm the fussiness has increased and if I’m working a bit late and get home after7pm, she is absolutely livid.

Babies, I have come to learn are very intuitive and intelligent beings. Do not spite them for their small stature, they probably know more than we do. I even think that formal education dumbs them down and makes them lose their innate sensitivity. My daughter has very chubby cheeks and depending on who or how it is said, she will react differently. If you say it in a spiteful way, she knows and she will cry and will not let you pick her up. Ever. She knows people who genuinely like her and those just going through the motions. She cries if I have an argument with someone. She smiles and laughs heartily if you pay her a sincere compliment. This is a very important trait you should look out for when hiring caregivers for your children.

Babies can communicate. Yes, we all know that babies talk with their different cries, but do you know that they use other types of language? The language of touch is extremely important to them and they can tell you a lot about what they want and how they feel by their touch. Of course you can also tell in what mood a child is in by the expressions on their face.

All in all, babies are interesting human beings that we can learn a lot from. Their love is pure and unadulterated, their actions are sincere and they don’t mince their words(probably because they can’t talk!).