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This Too Shall Pass

I cannot even count how many times I've whispered to myself "this too shall pass" since becoming a mom.  You know the times...  standing in a pool of vomit while home alone with a cranky baby, waking up for the 10th time in a 6-hour-period because your daughter wants to play, struggling to get a squirmy resistant toddler into a carseat while strangers watch like you're a bad parent, wondering how/where to change a poopy diaper on a plane and questioning your child's poor timing...

It has kept me from losing my mind numerous times over the past 18-months.  And what I've learned in the process is that kid's have phases.  Phases where they don't eat at all or don't nap or cry a lot.  And then they just outgrow it on their own.

Paisley has decided that she loves solids again.  For 4-5 days now, she'll eat whatever we have.  Meats, fruits, vegetables, breads.  Also, she hasn't thrown a fit nor vomited at bedtime anymore!!!  She's going down without a fight which is terrific.  I love ending our day peacefully and with some sweet snuggling rather than crying it out. 

So once again the Queen Baby has reminded me that I just need to roll with the punches.  No need to freak out and try to hire Super Nanny to come fix my child!

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  1. SarahMarch 4, 2012 at 7:31 PM

    How does one change a poopy diaper on an airplane?? haha Now Im curious. Because I think the bathrooms are probably too small and without a changing table. Please let me know what you did! Im so curious :) There really should be diaper changing stations on planes.

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  2. Mrs. D'AmicoMarch 4, 2012 at 9:07 PM

    you've given me hope... that my baby will one day sleep all night, that his fussiness that last all day sometimes (from being overly tired) and his snotty nose and croup cough will go away and I will have a happy, sleeping baby. :)

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  3. FaithMarch 5, 2012 at 5:42 PM

    Wow, I didn't realize Paisley was doing that at night! I thought Addy was bad! Geez! I'm SO glad she's not doing that anymore! You are SO right - I tell all my friends who are new moms and come to me in desperation that everything is a phase, and sometimes you just enjoy and soak up the phases and sometimes you simply survive them. I have to warn you - with two, just as one leaves a difficult phase, the other one may enter one, lol! So, you REALLY learn to appreciate the MOMENTS that are good:).

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