Oct 15 2007
The baby whisperer
Babies were not invited to the wedding this weekend, so Austina and I had the pleasure of watching both Genevieve and her cousin Marin.
Having spent time around Genevieve, we knew how fussy she can be. No big deal. However, it was the first time we ever met Marin. She was dropped off by her father with a very light diaper bag (diapers and wipes) and she was only wearing a jacket and diaper. No mention of her last feeding, if she took a paci, or if she would nap or what… she just sat in the bouncy seat checking out her surroundings.
Then she turned to the fussy side and we we started checking the vitals- messy diaper? Nope. (We dressed her in one of Genevieve’s onesies, so she did have clothes.) Hungry? We offered her the expressed milk her mom dropped off earlier, but she wasn’t interested (it was also her first experience with a bottle).
I had Genevieve in the baby sling and she was fussing as well. Austina tried holding, rocking, and patting Marin but she gave up and handed Marin to me. I hand one baby in one arm and the other baby in the sling and suddenly they both fell fast asleep.
I guess I am just that good.












