Being a parent is the most satisfying, rewarding, meaningful, emotional, and all-consuming thing I've ever done. I also find it enormously frustrating because there are so many things to screw up.
Am I doing this right?
Sure, part of it is instinctual. Nature did throw us a bone there - I don't worry that I'll roll over on my baby at night - I am very aware of her, even in my sleep. But what about sleep schedules? How much spit-up is too much? What about rosy cheeks? Is she getting TOO chubby?
The dairy and soy issues are still a mystery to me. I decided to eliminate soy from my diet (HARD AS HELL - it's in EVERYTHING - much worse than dairy) and her poop seemed to clear up a bit. So I decided to go back on the dairy and see what happened. Maybe it was soy all along and NOT dairy. Who knows. So, I reintroduced dairy and things seem fine. So I reintroduced soy (not obvious ones like tofu, just the minimal stuff like soy lecithin and stuff cooked in soybean oil), too, and things still seem fine. EXCEPT - she seems to be spitting up a lot more and she's got these rosy cheeks. But those two things could be related to about a million other things, too. Maybe just BEING A BABY. Hmm...
People tell you how hard it will be - never getting a full night's sleep and all that. And sure, that can get draining. But it's hard because I WANT SO DESPERATELY TO GET THIS RIGHT and it's impossible to really know how you're doing. There's no report card or performance review. She's a happy girl, though, so I guess I can't be screwing it
all up.
I am so happy that I'm not working so I can stress out about this stuff full-time. No, that's not true. I'm happy I'm not working so I can spend hours every day smelling her neck and tickling her toes and drinking her in. She's growing so fast and before I know it she'll be up and running around and I won't be able to spend hours on the bed singing her songs and pretending to eat her feet.
This is by far the best job I have ever had.