New, first time mothers like to go all-out when it comes to easing their little angels into their first weeks of life. Lots of swaddling, the freshest breast milk, frequent diaper changes with liberally applied Desitin, and making sure the babies are clean and safe are all par for the course. Jennifer "I wipe with cashmere" Lopez is not your average new mother, and is reportedly taking her obsession with her dragon-befriending twins a hair too far. Reports our gossip supernanny, FemaleFirst:
The singer and husband Marc Anthony have reportedly ordered two Shetland ponies for son Max and daughter Emme, along with diamond-encrusted rattles, 600-count Egyptian cotton for the baby's cots and designer babygros for the nursery wing in her Los Angeles home.
A source said: "Jennifer has gone all-out to give the twins an amazing childhood. She hired a colour therapist to paint the nursery a beautiful aquamarine and light blue – colours which are supposed to have intelligence-boosting properties.
"She listened to classical music all through her pregnancy and is now having music piped through to the nursery to help relax the babies. She has hired a professional baby masseuse to come in once or twice a week."
The source added to Britain's Daily Mirror newspaper: "She is also paranoid about hygiene. The twins' wing is totally sterile and all flowers and presents are stored in a separate area so they don't contaminate the babies' area. It may sound excessive but she only has her kids' best interests at heart and wants to give them the start in life she never had."
Good show, Jen. Good show indeed. When it comes to being a good mother, Bach, ponies, diamonds, and massages are the way to go. When we were infants, our Bristle Blocks were constructed of unsatisfactory plastic instead of Great Barrier Reef coral, our baby sheets were unsatisfactory 350 (gasp!) count cotton blend, and the only music piped into our nursery was Poco. And look how we turned out.
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Silly fucking cow …. get them exposed to germs – they'll be catching all sorts of shit later on in life if she doesn't expose them to SOME dirt!
Wouldn't a diamond encrusted rattle be a choking hazard? She'll have to count the diamonds each day to make sure they don't swallow one. Maybe she needs to buy that ultrasound machine off Tom Cruise in case she needs to account for a missing diamond.