Miss A is 12 weeks old as of two days ago. Some might think, that means she is 3 months too. But some months have more than 4 weeks so I guess she really isn't - yet. Her 1-month birthday was a day after 4 weeks and each month the gap is bigger. So she will not be 3 months until next week.
Who cares?
I don't know. Maybe no one, but everyone asks how old she is. I answer in weeks still, but I think I'm hitting the point where saying "about X months" is going to be easier for everyone.
Okay, that topic was much shorter and more lame than I expected. So now I'll just have to ad-lib about something else. What else did I used to talk about on here? Food! Yes. That's a hot topic.
A has an intolerance for milk that we discovered when she was 2 weeks old. It took another 4 weeks to figure out soy was also an issue. Now I'm not eating either think since I'm nursing. I'm getting used to it. I'm also constantly surprised that every time I whine about it, there's someone in the group that had the same issue. So I feel like a wuss because even though I likely did not know them then, I'm sure they whined less. But whining is my shtick, so I don't feel too bad.
What I feel bad about is that I went from a somewhat healthy vegetarian to the kind that does not eat much of anything good - just junk and lots of carbs. I felt so deprived that I would eat anything I found to be soy and dairy free. Usually that was chips or cookies . . . not vegetables which I'm pretty sure are also devoid of both. I'm getting better though. Having the scale plateau post-baby gave me a wake-up call. I don't have a ton of time for working out so I had better get my diet in better order. Swim suit season is approaching and I still can't fit into most of my non-maternity clothes. This is a problem considering they are mainly fall & winter items. I have 2 pairs of shorts (maternity) and one non-mat pair of capris and that's it. Quite frankly I just do not want to buy new clothes! I want to wear MY clothes. It's hard to find shorts that aren't Daisy Dukes or Bermudas and clearly I was able to scrape together a wardrobe of "normal" length shorts over the seasons and I don't want to abandon them.
Thrilling blog entry here. Makes you glad I'm back, I'm sure. But time flies when training a 12-week old to nap in her crib. After a whopping 20 minutes she's awake AGAIN. I rocked her for at least half an hour after she woke up last time and now she has not napped as long as she fought me. I would have been tearing my hair out by now with J. The second one IS easier in some regards in that I know better to sweat the small stuff - like this.
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