It's amazing that so many people have lived past the first few months of life, according to everything I read these days.
There is so much (conflicting) advice on how to be pregnant and then take care of an infant it could make a head spin around and around and around.
No wonder I'm so dizzy lately.
When I was born, my mother, as per the advice of her doctor, put me to sleep every night on my stomach. When I told her recently that doing so now would be akin to inviting a venomous snake to share a bed with my bundle-of-joy-to-be, she started laughing. Out loud. A lot. Let's call it howling.
"Ma," I said. "Babies have to sleep only on their backs now."
"You're kidding me," she said. "But how will they learn to use their necks? And, uhm, you're still alive."
"Babies are also not allowed to be anywhere near bumper pads," I added.
"So children just squish themselves up against the bars of the crib when they start to move?" she asked.
"I guess so," I said.
Every day it seems I read some new advice. "Exercise during pregnancy!" I've read in many places." Too much exercise can be fatal," I read in an online magazine recently. "Don't skip rope," I read in one book. "Skipping rope is fine!" someone told me.
"Don't drink soy milk while pregnant because it promotes allergies," a friend said recently. "Soy milk is an excellent source of calcium while pregnant," I read on the Internet when I looked it up.
Admittedly, I don't trust the Internet much of the time, but I can't seem to figure out who or what to trust. Period. Correct, definitive answers seem as difficult to find as the fountain of youth (anyone know where that is, by the way?).
So, I've decided to just try my best, do what I think is right and feel guilty most of the time.
But what else is new? That's always been my strategy!