By now many of you have met Bellani’s smallest helper, Emilia. She’s an affable little girl who loves to coo, smile, laugh, and is just about ready to start rolling over.
I know this because I see her do these things all the time with mom. The problem is that when I have her and mom is not around she cries, no, screams for long periods of time. Considering this is our third child I thought that I would be adept at calming and entertaining a baby by now, …clearly I was mistaken. Last night, however, I may have finally found a solution; a Haba rattle. This one to be exact:
She transformed from the crying baby that I know to the happy, giggly baby most of you are familiar with in an instant.
Now, I know you might be thinking “oh great, this guy is trying to sell us a rattle” but believe me, if I were going to use this post to try to sell something the preceding sentence would probably have read something like “No matter how hard I try, the only way I can truly feel connected to my daughter or get her to stop crying is to sit with her in the $700 Monarch Nursing Chair.”
I am very excited about my small victory last night for a couple of reasons. One is my sanity. The other, and much more important reason, is when I have all three children by myself (which isn’t often) and Emilia spends much of that time fussing I, unfortunately, am relegated to futilely attempting to calm her rather than engaging our other 2 children, Caden and Abriella. I am sure this situation will improve and as I said, maybe last night is the first step in that direction. We shall see.
Mom Potluck Lunch on July 15th. So many moms come into the store hoping to meet other moms. We know, this is like going back to dating. Sometimes you hear us say, “you should meet…” this is your chance. Next time you are in the store sign up to bring a treat and then come and enjoy meeting others This is a lunch for moms of 0-6 month olds. and will give you an opportunity to meet other moms, and have lunch too! We hope to do this more in the future with older age groups, let’s start with those who can’t walk 
