New born baby crying sound. Sewing baby quilt.
Little Cuddly 8" Mini New Born Baby Doll with Wet and Drink Function and Crying and Laughing Sound Funtion
Little Cuddly- Claudia Collection baby dolls offer collectible and pretend play time dolls that help develop young girls mental, social and emotional well being. Children love to imitate the adults in their lives. Dolls and doll furniture create a perfect opportunity for little mommies to take care of their own little pretend baby. The Cuddly line offers great interactive dolls and accessories such as car seats, strollers, ethnic dolls, talking dolls twin dolls prefect for young girls ages 3 and above. Pretend play dolls are proven to develop- Intellectual inquisitiveness- developing a curiosity for the world and appreciation of others Education and learning- broaden learning experiences through role play. Enhances language development, including vocabulary skills, story telling, and oral communication. Imagination and creativity- broaden creativity and imaginations and increase cognitive thinking and problem solving abilities as well. Nurturing and social development- develops relations with others and improve social skills as children experiment with various actions and reactions Physical development- motor skills and eye-hand coordination86% (13)
Dont Touch Me
This is shot from a rickshaw, and ‘Don’t Touch Me’ is inscribed on all the fare meters. And the irony, its pathetically inscribed on her girlish soul too, I did not want to shoot this picture, the girl child mother had covered the face of the new born baby with the end of her saree , that was the picture transparent infancy,, but I disallowed the artistry , not the metaphor with which I wanted to share the picture with you, I hate manipulating real life, placing a rose near a bomb blast and shooting the extensive depth is a distorting a decisive moment. I shoot pictures, don’t touch or disturb the underlying pain, I shoot blood , but its only an invitation for you to see the layer beneath the blood, I cut my self severly , not only because of allying with my faith , but to understand the sound of gushing blood, musical tones and as it gurgled and warmed the slopes of my cheek, I was crying and my tears purifying and diluting the sanguinity of Moharam ritual. And once you start hearing voices pushing you to press the trigger, once you start seeing reality in dense pictorial undergrowths you have matured as a photographer. And its a very William Blakish kind of feeling, sometimes I saw it in Tom Do You Like Its Pictures... even Scarlet Larks bench picture, some pictures grow, keep on growing in your mind till they become a part of your unthinking mechanism. I can understand the confusion my poems cause at Poem Hunter.com, half of the idiomatic essence of my poetry lies at Flickr in the form of a pictures , the Poem hunter critic only sees the wall the windows but not what I see through a closed door. And a poet honestly has no time or love for poetry, poetry is words that transform as pictures... if Poem hunter had an option for posting pictures, my poetry would not sound the same as I conceptualize it first as a picture. A Flickr page is my pond, my word like fishes, my commas like little tailless tadpoles, my full stops like little snails kissing the beginning of another sentence, my insert link what connects me to her soul, than the image, the crowning glory of my webpage, tags, that brag and with a touch will open another world beyond a technocrati redemption. And the cock teasing on the insides of my web page, feverishly pulling at the undergarments of my soul, private or public. And Fuck am I really a poet, poets are people made of greater specter like quality , I don’t possess, I don’t want to a be a poet like that, I am a conversationalist poet, I am a talkative poet, a padlocked pedestrian poet. I am a multi colored poet . And the juvenile delinquency, irritatingly underscoring my seriousness, post to My Space. And that lady with a silver chromed mask who knighted me Sir Lancelot Journaler. And I shall post this at as a Prose Sounding Poem ,someone will tell me to tighten my prose, loosen my poetry. From the rickshah I did see A girl child mother hiding her new born child’s face with the end of her dappled saree.. Begging a thought that seamlessly said to be or not to be A thought that did touch me She was the same girl dimpled cheeks sold flags on Independence day Now she was a mother herself fourteen years out blown in agony A Fare meter ticking away that said Don’t Touch me I wonder without offending God or his dark humor Are we really born free an umbilical cord connecting us With someone else’s destiny.. To be gang raped a few seconds agonizing pain A Mother soon to be none to blame But a child fucking sucked up society.. An oceanless depth that scares and bares Our wounds that we call reality..346 - Liam Kincheon Lander
Born: 12.10.08 - 1:36AM 8lbs. 8ozs - 21 inches long Born in our home in Portland, Oregon Delivered by Midwives (Laura, Mirra & Debbie) from Alma Birthing Center. The afternoon of December 9th Caryn and I were still anxiously waiting for Liam to arrive. While cooking dinner together around 6pm Caryn looks at me and says "I think my water broke." We called Mira (one of our midwives) and she came to check on Caryn. Everything was fine. Mirra told us to call her back when Caryn's contractions were really painful and about 1 minute apart. We ate our dinner and kept checking in with Caryn. She was having mild contractions that were about 2-3 minutes apart. Caryn's parents (Ken & Liz) were here, as were Laura, Jake, Amelia, Ben, my mom and Charlie. About 10pm Caryn wanted to go upstairs to our room. We went up and she started having contractions that were closer together and more intense. She would walk around for awhile and then rest. Her sister Laura came up soon after and helped coach Caryn with me. We encouraged her to walk around, hung out with her, rubbed her back and gave her support. Laura was great to have up there and we all had some good laughs. About 11pm the contractions started getting painful. The duration between kept changing. Sometimes they would happen around 1 minute but sometimes they'd space out to 2-3 minutes. We weren't sure if we should call the midwives - although all the relatives were for doing so. About 11:45pm the contractions were getting really painful and hitting about 1 minute apart. I called Mirra who called the other midwives (Laura & Debbie). They were on their way. Also, turns out Mira actually said "call when the contractions are 1 minute or longer" - not 1 minute apart. Oops. Mirra got here around midnight and Caryn really started feeling a lot of pain. Mirra prepared the room and the other midwives arrived shortly after. Caryn began laboring hard. She was in a lot of pain and it was hard to see her like that. I just kept telling myself that women are special, magical creatures that do weird stuff like this and knew it would be ok. And I kept telling myself "Jesus I'm glad I don't have to do that." Caryn tried different positions and finally found one she felt was working. Around 1:30AM we could see the top of our baby's head. Then half of his face. Then his whole head. Then his shoulders. And then he just flew out and I caught him. He was totally slippery. He gave out a loud healthy cry and we knew he was ok. He was born at 1:36AM. The Sound of Silence was playing on Caryn's IPod. I helped catch him with Mirra and we pulled him up to Caryn and laid him on her chest. We wiped him off and just stared at how beautiful he was. I was actually freaking out a little bit. All of a sudden there's just another person in the room. Much of our family was here and we all got to welcome him. They all ran upstairs and got took peek at him for few minutes. Every one was crying. Ken (Caryn's dad) kept it together pretty good until I told him we made our new son's middle name, his name. That got him. The midwives were wonderful. They took care of us and made the whole experience beautiful. I would never do this any other way. We have a new son and now a family of 4. Liam is Irish for William. William is my middle name and runs through most of the men's names on my dad's side and several on my mom's. Kincheon is a Welsh Surname and Caryn's dad's middle name. It too is a family name on their side.
CHOU CHOU Mommy Make Me Better DollCHOU CHOU needs "Doctor Mom" to help her get well. Press her tummy to hear her laugh. Use the stethoscope to hear her heart beat. Press her back to hear her cry. When CHOU CHOU cries, her cheeks turn red. Red cheeks disappear when she is fed with the medicine spoon. She stops crying when you put the pacifier/thermometer in her mouth. She makes drinking sounds when you give her a spoonful of medicine and giggles when you take the spoon away. Her heart-shaped boo-boo disappears and reappears.Required 3 AA batteriesSee also:
Zapf Creations lets little girls take pretend play to a whole new level with the Chou Chou Mommy, Make Me Better! doll. When this lifelike baby doll "cries" because she doesn't feel well, your child can soothe and take care of her with the included accessories, and she'll quickly get better and "laugh" to show it. This doll provides an outlet for creative, imaginative play for children ages 3 and older.
Chou Chou laughs when you press her tummy. View larger.
Children will love playing mommy and feeding the Chou Chou doll. View larger.
What We Think
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The Good: Doll makes realistic sounds and offers plenty of unique features.
The Bad: Some accessories might be cumbersome for younger children.
In a Nutshell: A realistic, interactive doll that offers unique, fun features for imaginative fun.
At a Glance
Ages: 3 to 6 years
Requires: 3 AA batteries (included)
The doll's cheeks glow red when she has a fever.
Making Baby Feel Better
Chou Chou only requires 3 AA batteries to get started. A Phillips screwdriver -- and a little bit of patience -- is needed to install the batteries in the doll's rather snug back compartment. Press the button on Chou Chou's back, and she'll start crying. Her cheeks will become red, showing she has a fever. Now, it's your child's job to make her feel better using one of many accessories.
Put the pacifier in the doll's mouth, and she'll stop crying; the same goes with the thermometer, which also shows the doll's "temperature." Her fever will persist, however, until your child gives Chou Chou her medicine. Hold the medicine spoon to her mouth, and she'll make drinking sounds. Eventually, her fever will go away, and she will even laugh to show it. Chou Chou also laughs if you press her tummy.
Chou Chou also has a "boo boo" on her arm (it's a red, heart-shaped decal). Your child can make the boo boo feel better with one of the three reusable, Velcro bandages. Or, if she holds the boo-boo in her hand for a while, it will fade.
Chou Chou also comes with a stethoscope. If your child holds it to Chou Chou's chest, she can hear her heart beating. Your child can also give Chou Chou a "shot" with the play vaccination needle. (This might be an especially beneficial pretend-play opportunity for children who are afraid of going to the doctor.)
Life-like Doll Makes For Versatile Pretend Play
We enjoyed Chou Chou's life-like qualities, especially her authentic cry and giggle. And even though Chou Chou is somewhat of a "high-tech" doll, we are delighted with her traditional baby-doll touches: long-lashed eyelids that open and close; a soft body with firm rubber hands, feet, and head; and cute, removable pajamas. These touches offer fun, versatile, imaginative play on their own, keeping her from being limited to the "take-care-of-me" functions.
Our child tester took to the doll -- and to her accessories -- right away. The "take-car-of-me" functions themselves were simple and straightforward to use -- it just took a little bit of prodding to activate the doll's cry. According to the instructions, the "boo boo" is supposed to disappear after only a few minutes, but we found that after more than five minutes our doll's boo-boo did fade, but not completely. Nevertheless, it didn't take away from our child's creative, imaginative experience with the Chou Chou.
What's in the Box
Chou Chou Mommy, Make Me Better! doll with one-piece outfit and hat; 1 pacifier; 1 toy teddy bear; medical supplies including 3 bandages, 1 stethoscope, 1 thermometer, 1 medicine bottle and spoon, and 1 play vaccination needle.
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