When Nate was younger (and a lot smaller), he used to love listening to classical music while sleeping. I’d play a Mozart CD or that free classical baby CD I got from a milk company rep when I was working for the pharma industry. The soothing piano music lulled him to sleep, and he’d snooze all afternoon.
Yep, he was a calm baby. I had no problems at all putting him to sleep when he was younger. Common sleep aids I often had to employ for my two other kids were dancing and singing – done together! I remember when Patch was a baby, my sisters and I would lull her to the tune of Spice Girls songs (“Mama, I looooove youuuuu… mama, I caaare….”). For Nate, no such production numbers. All I had to do was slip his favorite CD into the player and he’s off to lala land.
I’m gazing now at Nate’s photo above and can’t help but feel nostalgic, awed at how small and cuddly and angelic he was… And I can’t help feeling bad that he is my last baby already. (Yep, our family plan specifically states “3 kids only.”) Three kids seem a lot these days, with most intentional families carefully planning and spacing childbirths. But really, kids – they grow so fast. And before you know it, they’re all grown up, living their own lives, at wala ka nang baby. 🙁
Aww, just let me be cheesy a bit. Tomorrow my baby boy turns four. He seems big for a four-year old. But he will always be my baby. Promise you dat. (Monster mom-in-law in the making, hehe)
The other day, my second baby girl V turned 9 naman. Nine! In a year, she will be in the two-digit age already, and, once puberty hits a child, there’s no stopping the growing-up already. Boohoo. Continue reading On restful baby sleep… and other things nostalgic