Meeting Baby B
Yesterday afternoon Grandma L got into town & we went to the hospital to see Aunt Ju-Ju, Uncle J & Baby B. When we got there, they had seven other people visiting. With us, the room was full with 11. It was a little claustrophobic, but Aunt Ju-Ju didn't seem to mind.

Logan was enthralled with Baby B. He didn't know what to think about him at first, probably wondering why this little person was asleep & so small. But then he smiled. Big. He touched his arm & got more excited by the minute. It was so cute. He watched intently as Baby B got his diaper changed & looked at me with an inquisitive look whenever Baby B cried.

I didn't get a chance to hold Baby B because there were so many other people there holding him. I didn't mind though. I had my hands full with the Little Man. I was just impressed? I guess that's the word I'm looking for, that Aunt Ju-Ju didn't care that so many people were holding her baby for so long. We were there for almost two hours & she didn't hold him once. I would have gone insane.

We talked about her birth story. She said that she really didn't have one. It was pretty uneventful, other than the surgeon yelling at people a few times. They had a hard time getting Baby B out & a midwife was pushing on her stomach the wrong way. Then when he was finally out, everyone just stood there. The Doctor yelled out. "Well, are we all just going to stand here & stare at him?!" Wow. Aunt Ju-Ju is very satisfied with the events & swears that she wished she had been cut vertically so she would always have to have a c-section.

This made me think about how every Mom has a different birth story & different feelings about them. My birth story with Logan was amazing. I wouldn't have it any other way. I would have been devastated if Logan was born the way Baby B was. But Aunt Ju-Ju is extatic about the way it went & wouldn't want to have another baby born the way Logan was. It was confirmation that what works for some doesn't work for others. It's the same way with parenting choices.

When we first got int the door, one of Aunt Ju-Ju's best friends was there. She's the one who had another baby shortly after Logan was born. She was also the one who hosted Aunt Ju-Ju's first baby shower. Her son is HUGE. Especially compared to Logan. I know she & Grandma L have been talking about Logan's "starvation" because of her conversation. "Logan is much bigger than he was before. He looks much better. He's so healthy now! You know how you were asking me at the shower why my baby was so big? It's because I nurse him all of the time. I nurse him 4 times a night still". I kind of tuned out at that point.

First, Logan is fine. He was born in the 20th percentile. No big deal. His Doctors are happy with his growth & development. Secondly, I know this was a conversation sparked by Grandma L. I would never ask another mother why her baby is so big. That's just as rude as asking why her baby is so small. But, I took it with a grain of salt. What works for her, doesn't work for me. When I was talking to Bill about this on the way home he said, "We know that Logan is fine. At least he's sleeping through the night & you don't have to get up 4 times like she does".

Just as different birthing experiences are fine with some Mothers, different parenting choices are the same. I still don't get why everyone feels like they have to put in their 2 cents on how to raise someone else's child. It's none of their business. Not all children are the same. Not all people lead the same lives. This is the part of parenthood that drives me nuts.