A lot of these responses explain why GMIL was astounded that I fed on demand. She made a comment when DD was 6 weeks old along the lines of " Didn't you just feed her an hour ago? Do you just feed her whenever she wants??1" She was not pleasant about it either. She also thinks all babies need pacifiers, and if you hold a baby too much you will spoil him/her.
My MIL thinks TV is good for babies. When my niece was born she would sit her in front of the TV and just marvel about how amazing her attention and focusing skills are to watch the TV. My niece was itty bitty when she started doing this! Her and FIL also think all of the latest car seat rules are just over the top and unnecessary.
My mom is an RN and you would think she would understand how health and safety guidelines change over time. She had a really hard time with putting DD down to sleep on her back.
Reading these threads always helps with my anxiety. Like, look at all the crazy shit our foremothers did. My baby is not going to be a sociopath because he ate non-organic grapes.
Me too, but on the other hand it makes me wonder what we are doing now that our kids and grandkids will look back on and be like "can you believe they told her to do that??"
My mom was really worried about if I had a lightbulb and someone to hold it for me. Apparently her BFF had an episiotomy (I didn't) and my mom held a lamp there for her to help it heal.
My MIL and most of H's family is obsessed with overdressing the baby. H does it a bit too...but I think a lot of Europeans have this fear of cool air (at least the Italians and Germans I know). We were there last January and the baby and I were sick for about 10 days, so we weren't allowed to leave the house at all because that would mean instant death. I was so desperate to get out one sunny day (it was 65 degrees) but we both still had to cover up a ridiculous amount.
My MIL also offered DH's old Moses basket for when we ride in the car. Luckily, I had anticipated this lack of car seat knowledge and insisted we bring our own.
The French are the same. They are absolutely terrified of circulating air, even if it is just a breeze from an open window. They immediately think I should move the baby because a slight bit of air is circulating near the baby from the window....it is warm outside, the baby is not even remotely cold and a little bit of air will do her some good! Then again, they are shocked that I'm always warm and that I cannot stand to keep on my coat and scarf in the metro.
My MIL and most of H's family is obsessed with overdressing the baby. H does it a bit too...but I think a lot of Europeans have this fear of cool air (at least the Italians and Germans I know). We were there last January and the baby and I were sick for about 10 days, so we weren't allowed to leave the house at all because that would mean instant death. I was so desperate to get out one sunny day (it was 65 degrees) but we both still had to cover up a ridiculous amount.
My MIL also offered DH's old Moses basket for when we ride in the car. Luckily, I had anticipated this lack of car seat knowledge and insisted we bring our own.
The French are the same. They are absolutely terrified of circulating air, even if it is just a breeze from an open window. They immediately think I should move the baby because a slight bit of air is circulating near the baby from the window....it is warm outside, the baby is not even remotely cold and a little bit of air will do her some good! Then again, they are shocked that I'm always warm and that I cannot stand to keep on my coat and scarf in the metro.
Must be the UK too. I always feel like my kids are underdressed for the weather but it might just be cultural. It's been a heat wave here and barely any of my neighbors have their windows open. I don't understand it.
Post by sillygoosegirl on Jul 31, 2014 9:33:21 GMT -5
Apparently 30 years ago, it was considered safest to place babies on their stomachs to sleep, in case they spit up.
Lots of people my parents age think I'm insane for keeping active while pregnant. Apparently when my mom was pregnant with me, pregnant women weren't supposed to exercise. (Although my mom says she always thought that advice was insane.)
My grandmother pumped and sold her breast milk, and fed her kids home made formula... Though this was to make money, not for the good of the babies.