Robot Baby
I don't know if this will be quite as funny to read as it is to watch, but I figured it's odd enough that I ought to at least share it.
For as long as I can remember, Theodora has hated getting her diaper changed. Sometimes more than others, and lately, probably ever since that bad diaper rash she had, I've literally had to drag her, kicking and screaming, all the way to it and throughout it. There have been times when she has screamed so loud, and with such terror, I relly was afraid an overhearing neighbor might try and report us, or file some complaint to CPS.
There has been little to no effect in every different approach we have taken, except one. I don't know where Ed got the idea, or what made him start doing this, but one day, a few days ago, daddy discovered the way she likes to have it done.
I had asked Ed to change her diaper one day, as i often do, because I was sick of being the 'bad guy'. He willingly went and grabbed the “humble mat” that we some times use for diaper changes, laid it down in the middle of our living room floor, on top of which he spread the changing pad. He called Adora over and started chanting this phrase in robotic monotone. “Time to lay down, time to lay down, time to lay down” over and over... naturally it caught my attention, but the result I could have never expected...
'She doesn't even understand what you're saying' I was thinking, and almost said, when to my shock and total dismay, Adora walks right over and onto the mat and slowly sits down. She then starts leaning back, ever so slowly, almost in rhythm with his chant, back and back she leaned, as if some force wass overcoming her will to resist, till plop, flat she lay, waiting. Her waiting seemed to imply that she did in fact understand, and not just the words 'lay down' but the intent to get her diaper changed as well. But it wasn't only as if she understood, it was like Ed was speaking this specific command that was ingrained into her very being, like hypnotism... I continued to watch in disbelief, as he ended his chant and proceded to do the 'dirty work', without one single peep or whimper from his obedient subject...!!! Ed likes to think of it as her sensing her father's omnipotent che forces...
Well so much for him getting to be the 'bad guy' that day... now he's practically a hero! But along with that, luckily enough, diaper changing has now become a source of entertainment, rather than a torture session. We each do it every time now, and she even will wait till we start chanting “time to get up, time to get up...” to get up and walk away, with a smile on her face... Before she would be trying so desperately the whole time to get away from me or him, and would practically run away as soon as she was 'freed from our evil clutches'...
It really is quite something to watch, and almost does make her look like some strange sort of robot... but at least she's not freaking out, waking the baby up and giving me a migrain every 2 hours anymore...(we change her diaper every 2 hours with cloth diapers... sometimes 3 or 4...so you can say I'm sure glad to have that over with...)
For as long as I can remember, Theodora has hated getting her diaper changed. Sometimes more than others, and lately, probably ever since that bad diaper rash she had, I've literally had to drag her, kicking and screaming, all the way to it and throughout it. There have been times when she has screamed so loud, and with such terror, I relly was afraid an overhearing neighbor might try and report us, or file some complaint to CPS.
There has been little to no effect in every different approach we have taken, except one. I don't know where Ed got the idea, or what made him start doing this, but one day, a few days ago, daddy discovered the way she likes to have it done.
I had asked Ed to change her diaper one day, as i often do, because I was sick of being the 'bad guy'. He willingly went and grabbed the “humble mat” that we some times use for diaper changes, laid it down in the middle of our living room floor, on top of which he spread the changing pad. He called Adora over and started chanting this phrase in robotic monotone. “Time to lay down, time to lay down, time to lay down” over and over... naturally it caught my attention, but the result I could have never expected...
'She doesn't even understand what you're saying' I was thinking, and almost said, when to my shock and total dismay, Adora walks right over and onto the mat and slowly sits down. She then starts leaning back, ever so slowly, almost in rhythm with his chant, back and back she leaned, as if some force wass overcoming her will to resist, till plop, flat she lay, waiting. Her waiting seemed to imply that she did in fact understand, and not just the words 'lay down' but the intent to get her diaper changed as well. But it wasn't only as if she understood, it was like Ed was speaking this specific command that was ingrained into her very being, like hypnotism... I continued to watch in disbelief, as he ended his chant and proceded to do the 'dirty work', without one single peep or whimper from his obedient subject...!!! Ed likes to think of it as her sensing her father's omnipotent che forces...
Well so much for him getting to be the 'bad guy' that day... now he's practically a hero! But along with that, luckily enough, diaper changing has now become a source of entertainment, rather than a torture session. We each do it every time now, and she even will wait till we start chanting “time to get up, time to get up...” to get up and walk away, with a smile on her face... Before she would be trying so desperately the whole time to get away from me or him, and would practically run away as soon as she was 'freed from our evil clutches'...
It really is quite something to watch, and almost does make her look like some strange sort of robot... but at least she's not freaking out, waking the baby up and giving me a migrain every 2 hours anymore...(we change her diaper every 2 hours with cloth diapers... sometimes 3 or 4...so you can say I'm sure glad to have that over with...)
posted by 1weirdgirl at 11:40 PM
3 Comments:
Hey, I need to try something like that with Aria. She used to LOVE having her diaper changed and was full of charming smiles and coos, but since coming to India, she's only been trying to get away from me when I do it and flips onto her belly, sometimes then proceeding to pee on the floor (at least it's not carpet!). Maybe I should try something more creative with her.
I think that is absoloutly hilarious. I laughed so hard!
It's hilarious and I can totally imagine what it sounds like and everything, having lived with you guys long enough to know. Sounds like Eddie came up with that solution to crying that he's been looking for- hypnotism.
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