Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

I have been reading a lot of my older posts lately. Surveying my life (and Wyatt's) over the two years. A lot of the stuff I simply had forgotten it happened. Then I read a post and am brought right back. Its like when I'm in bed and I swear I will remember whatever I am thinking that very moment. Then the sun hits my eyes and I have no idea what it was regarding. I just remember that I have forgotten something. This blog gives it all back. But my point (yes, I swear I have one) is that I am shocked at how my anxiety level has dropped the older Wyatt gets. When he was just born, every other post is about some kind of anxiety. It really does get easier (until he is thirteen and then one of us will definitely not survive puberty).

I have have not bothered to buy books. I swore by "What to Expect: the First Year" until he was about 8 months at which point I decided they were toxic. They have an entire section at the back that is focused on first aid. Relatively handy but terrifying. If I mistakenly opened to the page "What to do if your child looses an appendage?" it was guaranteed nightmares for a week. Chances are he is not going to cut off his finger but now the graphics are burned into my memory and everything is a potential severing device. I refuse to use google to diagnose anything. Cause sure enough if your child still sleeps with you, he has cancer of the belly button that is keeping the cord still attached. Seriously, everything on google leads to cancer. Try it. Reminds me of that 10 degrees of separation game that always ends with Kevin Bacon. Lately, I have been relying more on instinct parenting. If he seems like he is thriving chances are he is. It seems to be working and I sleep much better.

Although, I am slightly lost about the little things. Like when should I ditch the bottles and transfer to milk in sippy cups? He will not drink cold milk. Refuses. So, I think bottles will stay for a little while longer. Or when can I throw out the binky? He didn't use it a lot for a while; strictly for naps only. But now that he can ask for it, it seems to be in his mouth more often. I really don't want him to be that 5 year old with a binky. I am relying on our pediatrician to give me most of this information but our next appointment is at two. The big things are accounted for, like walking, talking, eating, starting potty training, reading books every night. I guess the little things will fall into place. Hell, he's an extraordinarily happy kid. What else matters really?

On the organic front, I'm not all organic so I can't really expect Wyatt to be. Yes, I buy organic whole milk, apple juice, juice boxes, snacks, and as much produce as my limited grocery store offers. In all honesty, organic is more expensive and I can't afford to make meals for the entire family organically. And I am not going to make Wyatt a completely separate meal. Especially if we are out to dinner, he wants to eat what I am eating and if thats pizza, well, he gets pizza. (Did I break some huge Mom rule? Pizza and ice cream before two!! Blasphemy!!) I really do try my best but I am not going to stress out over it either. He is a really healthy kid and in my mind (which is totally not based on fact) its due to breast feeding for 8 months, organic food, and possibly genetics. In that order. Did you know I got my PhD online last night?