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Twinkle Twinkle

Twinkle Twinkle


Gazing at the ceiling in a complete trance, my baby was staring at nothing - as you do...
I waved my hand above her face, clicking my fingers to get her attention, what on earth was so fascinating?!
The lights! She was staring long and hard at the lights! I did the same and then all I could see was spots, she was going to blind herself!!! Okay, a bit exagerrated but if I carried on looking too I sure as hell was going to go blind or get a migraine!

This new fascination kept her very quiet.

What's the true meaning of quiet you ask? I hadn't known either until I witnessed a countless number of hours of continuous screaming, now I know the true meaning of peace/silence/quiet. It's when your baby finally stops crying and you mistake the moment for becoming deaf. You start tapping hollow objects just to be sure you can actually still hear and your baby hasn't permanently damaged your ear drums. That's the true meaning of quiet when you become a mum.

We were on the hunt for anything with lights, no matter the cost, it was worth it to keep her amused and us sane!

There's a lot of things out there to choose from we didn't know where to start. I keep contemplating putting the christmas tree up with the fairy lights, tinsel and balls shining at her all day and night. We could just sit her infront of the tree in her self swinging seat and sit at a distance making sure not to disturb it....I mean her!

We already had a projector which spins a picture on the ceiling, she does love that, but it wasn't enough, we needed more! So I bought one that shines stars on the ceiling and changes colour. This was crap to be honest with you, you can only see them if its the middle of the night and pitch black, early evening is no good, I was disappointed but kept it anyway. So now I needed something else.

Next up, the amazing activity gym. I visited my cousins house and she had kindly got this play gym out for her to lie on, the giggles and enjoyment she got out of it was wonderful! So it had to be done. The next day off I went to Exeter to buy one! Argos had a four day wait, I couldn't wait for something that amused her so much and helped keep her from getting bored. This activity gym is a play mat with a bar looping over it that lights up different colours AND you can see these lights in the day time thank god!

The problem is we can't take it everywhere we go, so when I visit mum and dad's and she won't stop crying it turns out the only thing that will keep her quiet is the living room light. So there dad is holding her up to the light, then she would calm down, so he would sit back down and it began again, the crying...he spent half an hour holding her up to the light, then hoping she had calmed down enough to sit down, only to have been fooled by the silence and having to stand again until his arms ached!


So if we come to visit you and I ask to turn your lights on please understand and don't worry I will leave 20p on the way out for the use of your electric.

Next stop....to walk around the lamp section in B and Q.

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