Dang You, Biological Clock.

So, I miss being pregnant.  Yep, I do.  And I say this with the full realization that I was totally miserable a lot.  I shouldn't miss the nausea, the misery of being huge during the summer months, the last few weeks of feeling like a whale... and not being able to get a good night's sleep once I hit third trimester. 
But I do miss it!  Moreso the excitement in the beginning when you take the pregnancy test and get a positive, the thrill of having such a wonderful secret before you've told anyone, how fun all the ultrasounds are when you see your little babe on the screen, feeling the first movements, and planning for the new little life you will soon be meeting.  I miss strangers asking me all the regular questions (when are you due, boy or girl, what's its name), and being so excited for me. 
Ok, I even miss labor and delivery!  It was so exciting!  And my brain is telling me over and over that labor wasn't THAT bad.  Really wasn't.  I've pretty much forgotten how bad it was.  Ha ha.  Labor got real fun once I had that epidural.  
My only saving grace is that I'm not quite ready for having another newborn yet.  I'm still recovering from those sleepless nights.
This is obviously how nature makes sure we reproduce.  Your brain forgets all the terrible things and makes you baby-hungry. 

PSA:  This is not a pregnancy announcement.  :)

So Sometimes, You Accidently Starve Your Baby.

And you figure it out because they haven't gained any weight in a month.

Stupid antihistamines.

Needless to say, we've switched to formula feeding.  And she's already gained 2 pounds in 3 days.  And is a whole lot happier now.

Oops.

Rules I Break

Apparently, there are things that make you a good parent and things that make you a bad one.  I'll spell it out for you.

-I don't cloth diaper.  Ain't nobody got time for that.  But apparently I am killing the earth by not doing so.
-I let Aria watch tv.  She absolutely loves it.  I turn on Disney movies for her when I absolutely need to get something done.  No, she doesn't just watch tv all day.
-I supplement with formula.  If I'm going to be out while she needs to be fed, I take a bottle with us.  If I'm leaving her with daddy or her grandparents, they feed her formula.  I simply don't have the time or the desire to pump.  Sue me.
-At naptime when I simply don't have the patience for a 20 minute scream-fest, I cheat and put her in her bouncy seat and bounce her to sleep.  Works like a charm.
-I'm not planning on making my own baby food.  I should, but I'm just not.  Nope nope nope.
-I'm going to try her on rice cereal at 4 months.  Apparently this is not the cool thing to do anymore.  All the cool moms are waiting to introduce ANY solids til 6 months, and cereal is not on that list, because supposedly there are no nutrients.  That's not what the box says, but ok...
-When the bebe's been crying for 45 minutes straight, I sometimes put her in her crib, shut the door, and walk away for 10 minutes.  I have to keep my sanity somehow.

I guess being told how to parent comes with the territory.  :)