Motherly talks with young housekeepers: embracing eighty-seven brief articles on topics of home interest, and about five hundred choice receipts for cooking, etc.Beecher, H. W., Mrs.
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Motherly talks with young housekeepers: embracing eighty-seven brief articles on topics of home interest, and about five hundred choice receipts for cooking, etc.
Beecher, H. W., Mrs.
Cooking; Home economics
Often kind friends manifest their affection and interest injudiciously
through their anxiety to see the new-comer, when both mother and child
would be much safer for a few days of perfect, uninterrupted quiet.
In the early days when an infant should be forming the habit of long
naps, and at regular times, and when the mother should be kept from
any excitement, these friendly calls begin, and each caller has great
curiosity _just_ to look at the new baby, or _just_ to wake it one
moment to see whose eyes it has borrowed. This incense offered to
maternal pride is too mighty, and the mother’s judgment bows down
before it. If she allows this foolish innovation once, she must twice,
and soon a restless habit is formed, and short naps and long cries
may be expected. It takes but two or three such friendly visits in
the course of one day, to excite the child so that sleep becomes
impossible; and then, although it is not needing food, when all other
means fail to quiet it, what more natural than to put it to the breast?
But broken rest and nursing too frequently will assuredly cause pain,
and crying will, of course, be the result. In such cases, no remedy may
be hoped for until those to whom the child is committed, and who alone
should be responsible for forming its habits, have learned that sound
judgment and good common-sense must be their guides in the care of
their helpless little ones, and not maternal pride.
But, on the other hand, take a child who from its birth is trained in
the most sensible manner,--washed, dressed, and fed at fixed hours, and
laid, without rocking, to sleep in the crib, where no foolish friend,
indulgent aunt, or grandmother is permitted to disturb or see it until
it wakes naturally and is ready for the next meal. All through the day
it sleeps, or serenely watches the dancing shadows on the wall, or
the bright sun through the curtains; and but for the little cooing,
rippling sounds that occasionally give token of its presence, one
hardly realizes that there is a babe in the house. But at night the
little one becomes restless and begins to cry. Every means for quieting
it are resorted to. It is patted, trotted, rocked, and sung to, but all
is of no avail. What can be the matter?
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