There is a big blue exercise ball in my living room. It does not coordinate well with the overall decor and it is not comfortable to sit on. It is not used (intentionally) for exercise. Why is it there? It's the ONLY thing that makes our little guy go to sleep. We bounce on that darned thing for hours, afraid to get up because he WILL wake up if we do. His big sister, Maddie, was the same way. I abhor the ball and the pain it causes me in my back, but I LOVE the ball for its ability to put my babies to sleep when nothing else will. I can not wait to throw the thing in the trash one day. In the meantime we're grateful to have it.
No photos of the ball right now, but Claire drew a picture yesterday:
She says that's Mommy bouncing Colin on the ball. He's asleep (you can tell by the green lines on his eyes), but not yet asleep enough to lay down in his crib. He's swaddled in a blanket. It made me chuckle that we spend enough time bouncing on the ball that our daughter drew a picture of it!
She says that's Mommy bouncing Colin on the ball. He's asleep (you can tell by the green lines on his eyes), but not yet asleep enough to lay down in his crib. He's swaddled in a blanket. It made me chuckle that we spend enough time bouncing on the ball that our daughter drew a picture of it!
