Monday, May 12, 2008

Out loud

Le Petit has discovered a new tool to get our attention: the high-pitched shriek.

Can someone tell me how long this phase lasts? Am I looking forward to months, or (gulp) years?

Other babies whine or whimper their discontent, but not le Petit. His lungs were already earning him a reputation at the maternity ward. He no longer cries so much, but when he wants something and can't have it RIGHT THIS MOMENT NOW, you know it pretty quickly.

I keep reminding myself that a powerful voice is an important thing to have in life.

Still, if he isn't performing at La Scala by the time I'm sixty-five, I want my money back.

And if he is, I'd better have front-row seats.


Mom in France said...

Ahhh, welcome to one-year old! His birthday is coming up, right? Boo started this too, and I expect it to last until the so-called 18-month peak.

Feel for us: we're taking active, nearly-walking Boo to Boston tomorrow for a week. Imagine the shriek (I DON'T want to sit still! I DON'T want to eat that! I WANT to go over there and pull the hair of that guy!) on our long-haul.

Parisienne Mais Presque said...

Oh, man, bon courage. We won't be attempting our first transatlantic until October, and I'm already dreading it. I have seen so many bleary-eyed parents walking toddlers up and down the aisles on long-haul flights... now we get to join their ranks. I'm hoping the ambiant airplane noise will deaden the shrieking somewhat.

Le Petit just turned ten months old. I try to remind my husband not to try and outyell him because a) he'll lose and b) le Petit will assume that being as loud as possible is a civilized form of communication.

But it ain't easy.

Genevieve said...

The shrieking will end. Sometimes if you use a low (in tone) and firm voice and say, "NO!" in a few days they will learn that such behavior isn't going to get them invited to nice cocktail parties.

Be brave about your transatlantic flight. I have flown back and forth from Seattle to Europe with my son a few times. I think the most exhausting part is the fact that you are "on" for nine plus hours. You can't step outside when the darling gets out of sorts. And the second you get on the plane everyone begins to eye you with that "look". "Oh no. She has a baby. This flight will be hell."
You have my sympathy. The key is having a constant supply of toys/books to distract them. When something bores them, you put it away and a few hours later you can break it out again and it will amuse them. Yes I may have read "Doggies" 20 times, but he didn't cry or shriek for 10 hours.

Parisienne Mais Presque said...

Genevieve -ha, I love it! Yeah, he'll never join the tout Paris until he tones the shrieking down a bit. I think that's a good argument.

What I'm the most worried about is the nine hour time difference messing in a serious way with his sleep. I think I could deal with whatever antics he pulls on the flight itself if only I could look forward to eight hours of uninterrupted sleep upon arrival. But since I don't even get eight hours of uninterrupted sleep at home these days... sigh.