what I did.... -I didn't even concider going back to work. We supplemented the lack of income with benefits from the WIC program and foodstamps. -I began accepting him for his strengths in communicating his needs. - I watched way too much TV, I hardly ever watch it now. - I wore him in a baby carrier. - He loved baths, so he took baths. - As he began to accept some more of his enviroment, he began liking outside adventures. - We limited his car travel, I would spend the whole time breastfeeding him in the car. Even 5 minute drives to the grocery store tramuatized him.  I made myself comfortable in our big back seat.

-I sang to him constantly. -I read to him, his first piece of literature was Dante's Divine Comedy. -I talked to him and told him all the things we saw and did. -I downsized my partner's social life so that he would have more time to help(hee!hee!). -I began accepting that I was only human too...because it was frustrating and sometimes I felt isolated and that it was unfair that all the other babies in the world were easier. sometimes I blamed him in my head. Then I felt guilty, then I felt humbled. -Then I would get a smile from him and I'd tickle his tummy, he would laugh this hearty/ full/belly giggles at 3 months that would just melt me to tears.