5am is sooooo last month. 2am is the new black.

I couldn't decide which title I wanted to use for this blog, so you get both. Time is of the essence when O is napping, so I can't waste it on picking favorites.
I am pretty sure diaper rashes are a big red flag that you are a terrible mother because you don't change your baby's diaper enough...or, that is how I feel. Olivia gave us a small glimmer of hope with the dirty diaper every other day scenario, but now is back on poo-per-view (oh I crack myself up). I KNOW I didn't change my eating habits, but something is making her go ALL of the time. Hence, the diaper rash that won't quit. Desitin and I are becoming close buds.
John, Google and I have almost figured her out, though with the increased appetite and increased sleepiness, she is going through a growth spurt. It would probably make me feel better to actually measure her to see if that is the case, but why do that when the pediatrician is going to do that today. I am pretty sure he will confirm our suspicions that all of this craziness is due to the fact that we have a growing baby on our hands and she is NOT, any other really bad thing that I can think of to make me lose sleep at night. I am my fathers daughter and I always think of the worst possible scenarios until I am told differently, by a reliable source.
Needless to say, I have been in a bad-mommy slump this past week because my daughter is excreting something out of most of her orifices and I can't do much to stop it. The good part about young babies is that they can't really move much so you can put them down and be confident they won't run away. The bad part about young babies is that most any medication is verboten. Vaporizers probably only make you feel like you are doing something to pass the time until the virus works it's way out of your baby's system. It's like a sugar pill for impatient, panicky mommies.
Speaking of moving...Olivia, as if on queue, has started to roll over at 4 months. Like her cousin before her, she only goes in one direction. But, it's something. That is so weird how they do these things on their own. I'd like to fool myself into believing that my rolling her over onto her belly for tummy time has taught her to do it for herself, but it is probably just a synapse that goes off at the four month mark. The next stage is sitting up. What I am really looking forward to is the belly laughs.
What to Expect the First Year is also implying that now would be the time to introduce solids, or rice cereal in the boob juice. Due to the fact that Olivia's appetite has spiked, I am tempted to try it. I already purchased some Gerber cereal...I am just waiting for the doctor's okay. I am hoping this quenches her appetite in the evenings and we can get rid of her need to feed at 2am.
Of the many books I have read, 4 months is when they are supposed to start sleeping through the night. Supernanny says that I can't expect that until she is on solids. But, then there's the conundrum of my feeding her just feeds (pun intended) her need to wake up in the middle of the night. What if I just let her "cry it out". Will she soothe herself back to sleep and I can finally get my nights back or am I just teaching her that no one will come to her when she needs them. You will get "expert" opinions on both counts. Hey, I just gave up bringing her into my bed with me. I have had more cold turkey than post-Thanksgiving for this month, thank you very much.
Well, it's off to see my pedi. Pediatrician that is. (Oh where it the other thing). Hopefully he doesn't verbalize how I feel. "Look at this diaper rash! Look at this snot! You are a terrible mother!"