Some babies cry during or after feeds. If you are breastfeeding, you may find that improving the way your baby latches on helps her to feed calmly without crying.
If she seems to have painful wind during feeds, you could try feeding her in a more upright position. Burp your baby after a feed by holding her against your shoulder. If your baby cries straight after a feed, she may still be hungry.
Let her suck on something
In some newborns, the need to suck is very strong. Sucking at your breast while you are breastfeeding, a clean finger or a dummy can bring great comfort. Comfort sucking can steady a baby’s heart rate, relax her tummy, and help her to settle.
Give her a warm bath
A warm bath may soothe your baby and help her to calm down. Check the water temperature before placing her in there. But bear in mind that this may also make her cry more. In time, you will get to know your baby’s likes and dislikes.”
As I have been mentioning in my posts, Hinduism relates to God in a very personal way, though The Vedas declare that The Reality .is Formless, Attribute-less’
Yet Worship of Personal God(Iswara) is encouraged as it disciplines the mind to shed off its encumbrances.
And Hindus relate to God in very intimately.
God is seen as Mother, Father,Lover,Child, Preceptor and Friend.
As there are many individuals , all of them being unique, so are their dispositions.
You feel close to your father, Mother, Lover or friend.
You relate to God at that level.
Who can replace Mother?
One who suffered, at the time of pregnancy, forsakse her pleasures for us,
Gave us her food,
Never slept when we were awake or asleep,
Made us eat when she had nothing to eat,
Weathered the storms of Life,
Suffered when we were in Pain,
Never left us even as we kick her around,
We remain her infants even when we become grand parents,
Would we ever replace her?
Having Borne (me) for ten months braving all discomforts, happy at having
begotten (me) taking me in both her arms and giving her precious breastfeed, such a
one will I ever see in any other birth?
2. Having borne me for 300 days after doing penance to Lord Shiva day and night, can
I apply fire to such a mother?
3. Fondling me on the cot in her lap, on her person with love, protecting me always,
how can I light the pyre to such a mother?
4. Having Borne (me) bearing the pain at delivery and giving me her milk cheerfully
day and night protecting me, how can I apply fire to such a body?
5. How can I, instead of getting happy with rich offerings to her, offer rice to the
mouth which lovingly called me as honey, nectar, fragrant flower etc.?
6. After showering rice on mother’s head how can I place the burning ember on it
without flinching , which lovingly kissed me, calling me endearingly “my son”.
7. The earliest fire lit was to Tripura, the next one was in Lanka, and third was the
spark lit in the mother’s womb, let the fire lit by me now be over.
8. Alas! The hand that fondled me is now being roasted in fire. What a cruel sinner I
9. O Lord of “Shonagiri”, has she been burnt and taken refuge at Your Feet, one who
did penance to you ‘day and night’ to beget me?
10.Mother was alive yesterday at home or in the street, today she is consumed by fire
and has become ashes. Come ye, one and all without hesitation, to sprinkle milk.
Every thing in the world is Shiva’s Form (Shiva Mayam). – Pattinathar
Can there be anything more natural than identifying God as Mother?
When we can say thus about a Human Mother, what can we say about the Mother who gives Birth to the Universe?
She is the One who creates The Universe within a fraction of batting of an eyelid.
Parents are some thing to be ridiculed and insulted.
A seed also becomes a tree begetting seeds.
The last line of the Mother was poignant.
‘I don’t know. But please tell me I’m not alone. And that it will be okay.’
Rest Assured, You are not Alone.
Read the Related Story.
I can only quote Shakespeare.
‘How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is To have a thankless child. King Lear (1.4.280)
I’m going to be honest with you guys. I’m really tired of my son.
The level of disrespect and general level of unhappiness is becoming so distressing that I’m barely functioning as his mother. I don’t want to be around him. I don’t want to do anything for him.
I’ve given this so much thought — maybe too much. What am I doing wrong? Why is he so unhappy? Is he depressed? Do we have a real issue here?
I don’t have the answer. He is generally a normal, happy boy. Until it comes to me or his father. The way he treats us is just…horrifying. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING is ever right. Ever enough.
Why? How did we create this person who disrespects, demands, and blames us for everything? How did he become so… spoiled?
What do you do when all you want to do is scream, and cry, and hit, and run away?
What do you do when it’s always just boiling. Festering.
When the last thing you want to hear is anyone’s voice. Whether disrespecting, whining, asking, needing.
When you can’t for the LIFE of you imagine what else they could possibly need. What you AREN’T doing?
When the more you give them, the more they want. The more they complain. The more they tell you they hate you. What a terrible mother you are.
Who am I raising? And what am I doing wrong. Isn’t the way he treats me a reflection on my motherhood?
I love him so much. This is not the mother I wanted to be. I wanted to be the mother who has long talks, and listens, and encourages moving away from the norm. Using imagination, experimentation. Trial and error.
But I’m not.
I’m the mother who needs strict adherence to the rules. The routine. Do it now the way I want it done before my head blows off.
I don’t know why. Because I work from here, and I need some level of understanding and order? Because I just need people to not be contradictory even for just a little while?
King County prosecutors contend Kenneth and Keith Shaw lived rent-free in their parents’ Alki neighborhood home while their 86-year-old father wasted away, neglected. Police contend the pair of 50-somethings refused to move their parents into a nursing home because they wanted to inherit their parents’ ample savings.
Conditions were so bad when paramedics arrived in November 2010 that a trail of blood followed Kyle Shaw Jr. as the first responders carried him from the home, Seattle Police Det. Suzanne Moore told the court.