In the beginning, I read every book, knew every recommendation, anxiously anticipated and documented every milestone, and even introduced foods at appropriate times.
That was almost six years ago. And if I have time to read a book these days, I promise you it will not be anything about what my baby needs in his first 12 months of life. It feels a little like being a first time mom again, only with some experience. I don't really know what I'm doing, but I know I've done it before, so I'm working on the assumption that my instincts will guide me in the right(ish) direction.
These days, I'm worse than a first time mom. I'm a first time mom who's never read BabyWise or What to Expect The First Year, organizing naps around my schedule and feeding my infant frozen chicken nuggets and graham crackers because that's the best I can do in a pinch.
So nine months may be too early to introduce bacon and cheesy scrambled eggs to Levi's diet. Or maybe not. I'm sure it's in one of those books somewhere.
What I know for certain is that he loved breakfast this morning, and had no problem devouring more than his share of the bacon.
That's my boy. We'll figure this baby stuff out together.
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