Not really much to write about lately that you haven’t heard before. My latest baby adventure involved the rice cereal/formula mixture (doctor’s orders, not my idea) not coming out of the bottle nipple and a mad dash to Target to buy formula and bottles and mixing them in the parking lot. Meanwhile my baby girl is screaming her head off at daycare because she hadn’t eaten. Not my finest mommy moment but I’ll be a monkey’s uncle if she hadn’t used those very same bottles with that very same mixture all weekend and it was fine, just a bit slower. Anyway. Not sure if we’re gonna keep up the cereal/formula mixture as she seems to have gotten over her throwing up but watch her have a big spew tomorrow just to show me up.
It’s not been a great week to be perfectly honest. Its starting to hit me that I’m really going back to work and really leaving Sam to the care of strangers for the majority of her raisin’. Its not like I didn’t know this was going to happen but its harder than I thought it would be and makes an already bad work situation worse. But I don’t want to be all doom and gloom so we’ll just leave it at that. However, I must say this…I would really like it if people would quit telling me things like “it will get easier”, or “join the club” or “lots of moms go back to work and put their kids in daycare”. The argument that everybody does it didn’t work on my parents and it’s not going to work on me now. I don’t care that so and so did it and her kids turned out fine, I’m not them. So shut it. The end.
To end on a positive note, here are some baby toes. Everyone loves lil’ baby feet don’t they?