Okay, feeling better. DH read my post yesterday and when I talked to him on the phone, he said, "So I read that you're having the worst day of your life." Hee hee hee.....um yeah, I guess I can come off as being a little over-dramatic. It actually turned out to be a pretty good day.

We had fun at our lunch date at my friend's house. Scout was a perfect angel in the car and she slept/ate during most of the visit. My friend eased my worries about holding Scout too much - her daughter would not tolerate being put down when she was a small baby either. She is now 14 months old and seems like a well-adjusted little girl to me. Sure, a bit attached to mommy, but aren't all 14 month olds? Wendy, your experience also makes me feel better. Just from what I've read about your 11 year old little sweetie, it certainly doesn't seem like she suffereed any ill affects from being held all the time as an infant - infact, she turned out to be a smart, kind, mature young lady - a testament of how a parent's nurturing can grow a mighty fine kiddo!

All you gals made me feel much better.....to know that you all have been through it before.

Annika, I bought some gripe water yesterday. Yay! I think it did help with her fussiness last night. I also bought some Seventh Generation baby detergent that is all natural and fragrance/dye free to use on her clothes.

Since I needed to stop by the natural foods store to pick up the gripe water and detergent on my way home from my friend's house, yesterday ended up being Scout's first shopping trip. I knew I'd just be in and out, so I figured it wouldn't be too scary. It was a little hard to maneuver, since I was carrying her on one arm and pushing the cart with the other....but we managed. I need to get our infant carrier car seat installed, since she is not liking the sling right now. (We tried the sling again yesterday and again, she protested loudly :)

As soon as we walked into the store, she puked all down my shirt (and inside my shirt) and then smeared her face in it. I only had my wallet and my keys with me, so I had to walk back out to the car to grab a cloth diaper. I'm sure we both looked lovely, walking through the parking lot covered in curdled breastmilk.

Those fleece diaper liners are really coming in handy - I'm using them to protect our cloth diapers from the zinc oxide ointment. I'm also trying to give her plenty of naked-butt time on the changing table to air out her bum, like Danielle suggested. It's barely a rash at all, but I just wanted to nip it in the bud.....er...the "butt", rather. Hardee-har-har :)

This pic has nothing to do with my post (and it was taken 2 weeks ago), but I think it's so cute, how she's gripping his shirt. DH has magical baby-burping powers. In this picture, his facial expression appears to say, "Please, don't let it be a wet burp!"

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