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WHAT?!?!

The phone conversation went something like this...

Mama: "So when will you introduce solids to Bug?"

Me:  "When she's six months."

Mama:  "So next week?"

Me: "Next week?  WHAT?"

Mama: "Yeah...she'll be six months next week."

Me: "Holy!  Where did the time go?  I better get going on researching solids...like I said I would...TWO months ago."

PARENTAL FAIL.

(Hey, I'm a busy mom now.)

I quickly hung up the phone and called the doctor's office to seek their advice on solids.  The nurse reassured me that usually the doctor will go over the introduction to solids at the 6-month appointment (which we have not gone to yet- SCORE!), but because Bug has been waking up in the middle of the night to chow down  on 4-6 ounces of formula, she said we could introduce rice cereal for the next week before the visit to see if that will make any difference.  The nurse also informed me that she has never in her however many years of nursing, heard of a baby that takes 3 naps during the day and sleeps 8-12 hours a night.  What can I say?  She's either really good or really lazy.  :)  The nurse said it's weird in the best way possible.  I kind of agree.

How did my Bug-a-boo grow up so fast?  ::sigh::  This must be why people have more babies...because they just won't stop growing up!

Who wants some photos just for fun?  I DO!  (And I'm assuming you do too, since you are reading my blog.)

Rollin'...
Look at those gorgeous eyes!
Trying to grab the camera...
 My two favorite people getting ready for work/day care.
 My little helper in the kitchen is too busy eating toys to help.
By the way...Bug's new preference is to sleep on her tummy.  I'm still a little freaked out by this, but what can I do?  While she was sleeping I turned her onto her back again 25 times in two hours...seriously.  Every time I turned her onto her back, I'd leave the room, quickly check the monitor and she was back on her tummy.  She's quick.  I'm done fighting this battle.  I need to relax.

God Bless,
Kat

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