Hush Little Baby

I have started a new bed time routine...one that I just absolutely love. In the past I would just put Isa in her crib give her her stuffed pig, place a blanket on her, give her a kiss and say goodnight as I closed the door.

Now, before I do all of this we have a few minutes of cuddling. I don't have to tell you how wonderful this is. She lies on my chest and we just hug each other. She has gotten so cuddly lately, she was never like that before. Before we would give her a hug and then she would like to be released, I guess it was because she had things to do and places to see, now she comes to us and asks for hugs.

This new routine gives me the one on one time with her that we both need, since now only get to see her for a couple of hours a day during the week, I can spend a few minutes holding her, stroking her hair and singing her lullabies. It reminds me of when she was just born and I would do this for what seams like hours to try to get her to sleep. I used to wish for the day that I would not have to do that and now I am returning to it, funny how life is.

Sweet dreams everyone.

Blah...Blah...Blah (Part II)

I have not been feeling very inspired in the blogging department lately. Things at casa BWM have been very quiet lately, Isa has not done anything out of the ordinary. In fact she has been behaving like a regular 16 month old, you know, the tantrums, the "exploring" of the cupboards and the adorable but unrecognisable speaking. I have to say that I love how she talks to herself when she plays with her toys.

One interesting thing that did happen this weekend was that we went to the Canadian Toy and Hobby Fair at the Metro Convention Centre in Toronto. It was a trade only show, where many of the wholesalers and distributors of toys (for both young and old) showcased their products to Retailers. Being brand new to the toy business this show was very important because we got to meet the people whom we would be doing business with. So we got some contacts, spoke with the sales people of various brands and checked out the new toys for 2007...by the end I was exhausted.

Because children were not allowed we asked my brother to baby-sit Isa. In fact it had been the first time that he had taken care of her during the day, he usually baby-sits her at night when she is in bed and never wakes up. For this reason I was curious to see how it would go for him. Needless to say it went great, he gave her lunch, he took her for a walk, changed her diaper, gave her a bottle and was happily playing with her when we go home. When it was time for him to go she went up to him and extended her arms to be picked up. We had to pry her out of his arms. How cute is that!

All in all a busy weekend, The Husband and I have a lot to do in order to get the store on-line and I worry that he is working himself sick. We could both use a vacation were all we do is stay home and get the things done but not worry about going to our day jobs. How sad is this.

Hopefully I will have more interesting and exciting things to talk about later in the week.

The Ever Changing Isa

Here is the evolution of Isa... from birth to now. Cheers.

Isa, Two days old

Three months old...weighing 15 pounds or so.

Isa visiting down south at 6 months...muy caliente!

Mommy can I have the camera? (10 months)

Where are the rest of my gifts?
Happy First Birthday!

Sixteen months and counting

Dreams

I have been having some very weird dreams lately. I am prone to have strange dreams, I think that I inherited this from my mother who has some really strange dreams. There was a point when I thought that I would keep a dream log in order to remember them but as I have stated before I am an extremely lazy person and cannot be bothered to take a minute in the morning to write them down. Frankly every second is used up for sleeping.

So I am going to share two of my most resent dreams before I forget them completely. They don't really mean anything, at least I don't think so.

Dream 1:

I had this dream the first week of January 2007 (can't remember the date) I was on vacation so it is interesting that I dreamt about my work. I will give everyone a little background on where I work. My office is located in the financial district of Toronto and in this area we have something called the P.A.T.H.( have no idea right now what it stands for) what this is is that all of the financial institutions and a few other buildings are connected underground, there are shops, restaurants, food courts and other things underground and this is where most people go during their breaks and lunch time. The building that I work in has an entrance from the P.A.T.H. which is nice and wide and there are shops around it and so forth. This is where my dream starts.




I am walking towards the doors that lead to my office, I am with someone because I am having a conversation and not really paying attention to where I am going or what is going on around us. All of a sudden we hear the fire alarms go off in the building and as we are close to our own office we decide to go out the doors of our own building since they are nearer.

We are about to walk in when there is an explosion from the entrance of our building and we are thrown down the corridor. When I open my eyes I can barely see what is going on because there is smoke everywhere. I hear people screaming and the fire alarms wailing, I don't know where the person whom I was with is but I remember that all that I could think about was getting out of here because of Isa. It was very hard to move and my body felt very heavy, I was very frustrated because I knew that I had to get out as soon as possible. I finally stand up and try to remember what is the nearest fire exit. I remember that there is one close by on my left so I try to move in the direction but it is very hard because of all the smoke, I worry that this smoke will suffocate me before I get outside. I keep saying Isa's name over and over and trying to reach the door but it seams that my body is not responding. I keep picturing the exit door and how far it is from where I stand and willing my self to reach it...and then I wake up.

This was my dream...needless to say I woke up and felt really freaking weird. I could not fall back to sleep for a very long time and kept wondering if this was some sort of premonition. Though it could mean that I did not want to return to work. I have no idea but it was pretty freaky. I gave Isa extra kisses and hugs that morning, she was like enough already put me down and let me go and chase the cat.

Dream 2:

I had this dream last night and I have been thinking about trying to get some exercise in at least once a week. I hope to one day make it to three but lets be realistic here.


I dreamt that I was in a gym and trying to find a machine to work out on, there were other people around and for some reason I realize that this cute guy is my personal trainer (don't worry this is a PG dream) so I get onto a machine, I think that it is some sort of elliptical thing and start working out. I don't really feel like I am doing anything but the guys is telling me that I really need to work harder and that I should concentrate. Then for some reason he goes somewhere and this woman comes up to me and tells me that she too is a personal trainer at this other gym near my place. I am interested in this because maybe I can go to that gym instead of this one that seams to be far away. She also tells me that this machine will not help me loose fat because it does most of the work for me. So I get off and she takes me to another machine...then I wake up.

Not a very fun and exciting dream...there was a moment there where it could have gone the R-rated route but did not. I guess that I have this working out thing on my mind more than I realized. This has always been an issue for me...I have never been an extremely active person. Though I go for walks on the weekends with Isa and run around after her, I was never involved in sports as a kid let alone now as an adult. The Husband plays tennis every Saturday with his dad and he golfs and used to play Rugby. I took a few tennis lessons but nothing came off it ( I really suck).

So these are two of my most resent dreams...I will try to share a couple of them every once in a while if they are interesting or I have nothing to write about.

I think that Isa only dreams of the cat, whom she adores to pieces.

Winter Wonderland

I was born in a country with a very nice Hot climate and moved here when I was a young girl so you would think that I would be used to the cold weather by now. But no, this is not the case...I hate winter...I know that we have had an extremely mild winter and really I should not complain but I just can't help it.

To tell you the truth, I don't hate the cold per se but I do hate the slush and the ice. I hate this even more now that I have to push a stroller every day.

Yesterday, being our first really bad winter day, I headed over to pick up Isa early so that I could make sure to make the pick up time. I was so excited that I got there early and that this would mean that we would be home before it got dark and could spend more time together. This did not happen.

Isa decided that she did not want to go home...she was having too much fun with the toys and the other kids. I had to bribe her to get into her snowsuit. This did not work as well as I had hoped because as soon as she got the object that she wanted she did not want to stand still for me to get her dressed.

Once I was able to pry her from her friends and her toys and go out into the hallway, I had to set her down so that I could put on my boots. She took this opportunity to run down the corridor towards the other rooms were the bigger kids are. So I had to chase after her, pick her up and attempt to get into her stroller. But she was having none of this she started arching her back and screaming to be let down.

So I gave up...I put on her winter boots, her hat and gloves and we walked out the day care hand in hand. With me pushing the god damn stroller through the slush.

She was in heaven...she was squealing and giggling and just having a blast. I was just exhausted...mostly because it had taken so much energy to get her out of the building and then trying to help a 15 month old walk through snow that reached up to her knees; with freaking cold temperatures.

We walked for what seams like hours and I finally had enough and decided that I will have to put up with the wailing and screaming in order to get her into her stroller. Thankfully the wailing did not last for too long. Now I had to push the freaking stroller through muddy sidewalks to the bus stop.

The only good thing that happened is that I was able to catch an accessible bus within two minutes and made it home in 15 minutes. I have to say that I missed the days when she would be so happy to see me in the afternoons. Now when I go and pick her up she barely even looks at me let alone come running to me and not letting me put her down.

I know that in a way I should be happy that she is doing so well at day care and that she is very well adjusted but I would just wish that she would at least want to go home. Though I really can't blame the kid...they have fun toys at day care and there are all these nice kids to play with. Hell even I would like to stay.

I just have to find ways to make her interested in going home...I have no idea what that will be. It used to be that she would always get her soother when she went home; but we have stopped doing this...so this won't work. I don't know...will think of something or put up with the fighting and hope that eventually she will out grow it.

I have to say that I am ready for winter to be over...at least for the freezing rain and the slush and freezing temperatures. I will accept the nice snowy days with temperatures around zero or slightly bellow.

Here is to another day fighting with a 15 month old to get into her snowsuit, her winter boots and her stroller. Oh, the fun.

There Goes Another Bed Sheet

I don't know if anyone else has this problem but now Isa wakes up every day with a diaper that weights about 20 pounds. For the last three days she has woken up completely socked in pee...so I have to take her straight to the tub and wash her down, change the sheets, and open a window to let out the smell. I just feel so bad... I also hate that I have to change her sheets (I am just such a lazy person).

I don't know what to do to stop this...because this has got to stop. Scarbie Doll from Martinis for Milk suggested that I go in before I go to bed and change her diaper. I could do this but it scares me that she will have a hard time going back to sleep.

I have started to cut back on how much water she has with her dinner and she no longer has a milk before bed time but she still wakes up with 20 pounds of pee. I may have to see if buying larger diapers for sleep will work but they could be very uncomfortable for her...maybe I will do that this weekend and see how it goes. I don't know how I am going to potty train her...I guess that by the time I do this she will have a larger bladder.. I hope.

Let Me Count The Ways

It is unbelievable how much I love my Isa...I know that every parent says this but it is just so freaking true. There are times when I want to take her and just eat her up because she is just so adorable. She is now 16 months and I am in love with her personality.

She is such an easy going person...even though she still has her little tantrums(she is not that easy going) she gets over them pretty quickly (for now...crossing fingers). I just love how she communicates and follows directions and is becoming more and more a big girl and not a little baby. She has a few words now that she says...

1- agua (water) this applies to any drink, hers or anyone else's.

2- gato (cat) she mostly screams this one out every time she sees the cat or any cat or dog on the street.

3- tata (can I have), if she wants something she says tata. There have been times when she points at the cat and says "tata" this is followed by a small tantrum because she cannot have the cat(because he will rather die than be near her) and she is saying "tata".

4- tachi (thank you) if you give her something, sometimes she will say tachi.

5- peta (soother)

6- pato (shoes) she loves wearing shoes...she cannot be dressed and not have shoes on. Also if she sees her shoes she thinks that she is going out so she goes straight to her stroller and tries to climb on. Needless to say it does not matter what time it is, say 7 am and mommy is barely awake and certainly NOT ready to go outside.

7- titi (socks) she knows that first she has to put on the socks and that after come the shoes.

She can say mama but she does not always call me by this name...we (mostly the Husband) are trying to get her to say papa. But she does not care to cooperate. All of the words that I teach her are Spanish words and she responds to me when I speak to her in Spanish which makes me so very happy. She knows that when I tell her that it is time for a bath she goes to her room and waits for me to undress her and she and I walk to the bath holding hands. This just about kills be every day...she is just tooooo adorable.

The Husband and I have noticed that she loves her routine...she does very well with it and there are times when she is one step ahead of us. I just love that at least the routine is a good one and I am not trying to break a bad habit. So this is my Isa at 16 months...she is just so amazing and every day brings new things. I love seeing what new word she will say or how she will respond to what I tell her.

It is incredible how much fun they are.

Season of Giving

This past Christmas the Husband and I decided that we would not get presents for each other and my in-laws and instead we would take the money that we would normally spend on gifts for each other and donate it to charities.

We really don't need anything and it just feels so good to give to those who can do so much with our donations. Since we have started our own business we have been very tight with our budget, but we took our money and donated to two charities.

-The Food Bank, because they can stretch the money that they receive so much more than we can. In fact they can get 1Lb of food for each dollar that we donate. This is way more than what we can get if we shop at No Frills.

-The Children's Help Phone, because children should have always have a place were they can go for advice and support.

My MIL donated to OXFAM and with her donation they were able to get 5 goats, 30 chickens, a few pigs and much more.

I can't begin to tell you how great it felt to have done this...I will certainly do this again this year and will probably make it a family tradition. I know that once we get the business off the ground and actually making some money we will be giving back more. We also hope to have links to charities that support mothers and children all over the world. As well as have some charity events.

Since I grew up in a third world county I saw poverty all the time and I say children begging on the streets with little or no clothing. I was really affected by this and have always felt like helping but for some reason I have never gotten off my butt to actually do so. Now after I had my own child I have come to discover that I really need to do something and that I don't have to jump off the deep end but calmly walk in.

And that is just what we have done...I will just take this as a start and think of over ways to help when the cash is tight. It is just that I have always hated going around to people and asking them for money, thought I could find ways of volunteering.

The moral of this post is that giving to other is so rewarding, and if you are able to do so I highly recommend that you. Give to whomever you like whatever you can because every penny goes a long way.

New Years Resolutions Anyone?

I decided not to make any new years resolutions this year. For one thing I have yet to keep one, but basically because they are just not very imaginative or original. I always choose the same one that almost every woman in the world picks. TO LOOSE WEIGHT.

I will not focus on this particular resolution this year...this year I will find a way to change my mind about loosing weight. What I have to is somehow get my body and mind used to and wanting to exercise. I know that people talk about how they just feel terrible if they don't workout...right now I feel terrible if I do. I have been spending WAY too much time sitting on my ass after dinner watching tv. This is what I think I should change...now this does not mean that I will not watch tv (this is not possible for me) but I will reduce what I do watch and how much.

I have lots of things that I have to do...I can clean up, get stuff ready for the next day and most importantly do my nails....just kidding, I don't do my nails. What I do have to do is work on Baby Thoughts and focus on it because this is very important to us.

I guess that in a way this is a resolution...damn. I thought I was able to get away with not having one this year. Oh well so be it.

Wish me luck, I will keep you updated on how long this last.

What A Week!

I was on vacation this last week so I moved forward on some things that we needed to do for the business. I had not realized just how much I had to do, I had to look into getting a GST and RST number for the company, I had to talk to some vendors and try to get business cards printed. I was able to accomplish most of these things but there are still quite a lot to do.

The thing that has got me very excited is that I finally feel like I have responsibilities. The Husband has been very busy building the site and doing all of the tech stuff which means that he is constantly on the computer. Now, I have responsibilities and must make sure to not let things slide.

What a nice week we had in Toronto...what awesome weather. Isa and I went to the park with another mom and her son and had a great time. Isa was not too impressed with the swing...she really hates the thing. But she did like the slide, which is sort off unfortunate for me because I have to pick her up and take her to the top of the slide and follow her down and repeat the whole process again. But the end my back was killing me.


It was nice to get together with one of my mom friends...it's really cool to see the kids playing together now that they are older...I remember when all they could do was lie on their backs and stare at the ceiling. Now they fight for the same toys and run around.

I had a great vacation, I can't believe that three weeks have gone by and that Monday I am back at work and waking up at 6:30 am and getting Isa from day care for 5:30 pm. I am not looking forward to the commute but it is time to get back to normal. I also have to make sure to work very hard at our business and to keep the momentum that I started.

Here is to a good work week and to getting back to the daily routine.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Happy New Year to everyone...

Sorry that I have been MIA but the Husband has been hogging the computer for the last couple of days and before that we went to my MIL's in Ottawa (more on our trip later)


I hope that everyone had a safe and happy New Year...the husband and I had a very nice night IN with Isa going to bed at 7pm and us watching some very interesting TV.

I got my wish and had sushi take out...I had been craving sushi for the last two weeks and decided that new years would be the perfect time to have it. I have to say that it was damn good.

So all in all it was a nice New Years...for a second I missed the old New Years when we would go out, get drunk and freeze our ass off trying to find a cab along with the rest of the city... Ahh the good old days..

But I don't..I am just happy to spend it with my Husband and the sleeping Isa.

Feliz Navidad...Merry Christmas

I would like to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.

May you have a joyful time with friends and family.

Feliz Navidad

Bloor West Mama and Family

Let The Fun Begin

I AM ON VACATION!!!!

As you can imagine I am very excited to be on vacation for the next 3 weeks. The last time I had this much time off during Christmas was when I was in grade school ( I don't count my mat leave because I had a new baby to take care off).

So as you can imagine I am very excited and look forward to doing some work for the business (Baby Thoughts) and to get caught up with some house work (the never ending laundry and dishes)

I also have doctor and dentist appointments lined up for both Isa and I and I hope to get together with some friends for lunch.

I also hope to be able to get together with my moms group and the kids over the break, I was really worried that we would loose contact but we have been making a real effort to get together and now we see each other once a month. Being in this group has been my lifeline...I loved getting together with other women and just having a fun chat over decaf coffee (at the beginning and the real stuff later on). I loved that Isa had little friends to learn from and interact with. I just plain loved having the support and adult conversation.

Just this week we received news that the mother of one of the moms in the group passed away really unexpectedly. I really feel for my friend and her family...I really don't know how to best help her because I have never been through such a terrible loss. I am really afraid of doing or saying the wrong thing and hurting her. I know that I am probably being really dramatic but that is how I feel. I don't always know how to act or what to say to someone who is going through a lot of pain. Does this make me seem uncaring? I'm really not...I care a great deal about her and just hope to be able to communicate this.

Sorry for just rambling on and on about this but it has been on my mind.

So have you gone to check out her Bad Mother Auction? If you have not the bidding will close tomorrow so go and check it out and see if you would like to win something.

I am off to tackle the never ending laundry and messy kitchen...wish me luck.

ciao

EXTRA EXTRA

This post is to advertise an auction that will be starting tomorrow Wednesday December 13, 2006. It is for Her Bad Mother's nephew Tanner who suffers from a form of Muscular Dystrophy.

Very good friends of hers have put together an aution with the proceeds being donated to MD Canada in Tanner's name.

So check it out at Her Bad Auction...place a bid and see if you get lucky!!

Cheers everyone.

To Drink or not to drink

I don't know if I should be sharing this little bit about the Husband and I but what the hell...you people don't know us.

The thing is that we enjoy a nice beer or glass of wine almost every night. After Isa is in bed we get a beer/ wine and sit down to dinner or our favaourite tv show. I don't know what that makes us but I do know that it is something that we have grown up with. In our culture it is very common to have wine with dinner.

When I was pregnant I gave up alcohol right from the beginning and let me tell you it was painful. But I got over it, and once Isa was born I would sneek in a sip of wine right after I would feed her.

I have a friend who is about 4 or 5 months pregnant and she has told me that she will in fact have a sip of alcohol once she is 7 months along. I don't know if I could do this, I would be too paranoid that I would hurt the baby. I know that I would start to imagine the worst things and just work myself into an early labour. So no booze for me while pregnant.

For this reason I savour the drinks that I have now because there will come a time when I will not be able to have any for too long of a time.

So on a related topic...it was the Husband's work X-mass party last weekend and I know and are friends with many of his colleges. I was really looking forward to it because I had not seen some of them since the summer and I have a great time with them. We were lucky to get a good friend of mine to take care of Isa (well Isa was in bed by 7pm...so all she had to do was make sure that she stayed in bed).

All I am going to say is OPEN BAR. As you can well imagine I took this a little too far (not that far) but just a smitch too far and wound up with a nice hang over the next morning. Thankfully I did not embarrass the Husband...that would not have been good. And bless her heart Isa understood and was kind enough to wake up at 7 am take her bottle, a change of diapers and go back to sleep 'till 9 am.

It has been such a long time since I have been hung over that I had forgotten how much I hate it and how it is so not worth it... Oh well at least I had a blast.

Let the whining begin

Isa has discoved that if she whines she gets our attention and if she does it long and loud enough she may even get something fun out of it.

So the Husband and I have started to really watch how we react to her because we really don't want to get ropped into this tactic.

What we have started to do is look at her while she is making this annoying sound and see what she wants. Than once we have figured out what it is we say to her " would you like your water?" or " would you like to be picked up?" things like that, though I do try to ask in Spanish as I am trying to only speak to her in Spanish.

Needless to say it is a chanlenge for me because, to me my first language is English...but I must make the effort.

I think that I have shared with people that I would really really love it if my daughter knew Spanish...both my husband and I are Spanish and many of our family members only speak Spanish. So for this reason and others it is very important for Isa to learn the language.

So I am making a very concious effort to provide her with Spanish books, DVD's and friends who also hear Spanish at home so that she will grow up listening to it.

I have no idea how things will turn out but I do know that if I try and work hard at making Spanish an important language in our home she will know a good amount....I hope.

So back to the whining...I have to say that I am not prepared for this next stage in our lives. I am a non-confrontational person. This means that I tend to just give into people's wants and needs. So, this means that my first reaction to when Isa whines is to just give her what she wants...not a good idea. So my life has changed and I am trying to stand firm and teach her the right way to ask for things.

I just hope that I don't slip too much and get in trouble. Wish me luck people 'cause I am gona need it.

The Cute Things She Does

This post is about all the absolutely adorable things that my little Isa does...I want to write things down because I tend to forget.

Isa, is slowly becoming her own person (at least, I think that it's slowly but maybe not) she has preferences for many things from the temperature of her food to the way I get her ready at day care.

This little girl is very particular about the temperature of her food and drink...she will only eat her food if it is hot, if it cools down she will spit it out and not eat anymore until it has been warmed up. Don't ask me where she got this habit because I certainly did not encourage it. In fact when she first started having solids (pureed baby food) I would give it to her at room temperature. Now, she wont touch the stuff...this can be a problem when we are out and about because I have to find a way to heat it up. Don't get me wrong I don't really go that out of the way...if there is no way for me to heat the food up I give it to her a room temperature and if she is hungry enough she will have it. The key word is hungry enough.

As for her milk the same rules apply...this is even harder for me to give to her cold. She will spit it out if it's not to her liking. She is such a little princess.

I am grateful that she does eat well...most of the time. We did go through a tough period a short time ago but once I discovered that she likes her food hot the problems went away.

Another quirk that Isa has is that she does not like to mix solid food (like bits of chicken or veggies) with pureed food. She likes to have them separate and if for some reason there are chunky bits in her pureed food she spits it all out. As you can imagine this is very frustrating...mostly because when I puree her stuff I am too lazy to see if there are any bits left and then I find out when she spits the whole spoon full out on me. This another thing that I have learned about her...she likes to keep her food separate none of this mixing business.

Another little thing that she likes is that when I go and pick her up at day care, I have to give her her pacifier before I can start getting her ready to go. She knows that it is in her diaper bag and that mommy gives it to her when she goes home. I call it my secrete weapon but I guess that it's no longer a secrete.

I have to say that I love to watch her play by herself. I love the way she talks to her toys and moves around. I love how every once in a while she stops and just looks at the toy that she has in her hands and examines it. Frankly, I just love looking at her and I love showering her with kisses, I love that she waddles towards me with her little arms out and follows me everywhere.


She is such an amazing little girl who has a smile for everyone and a kiss for her two favourite people.

She Walks....Hurray...

Isa finally walks...she has been waddling along now for a couple of months but yesterday she walked 10 steps or so. She still only truly walks when you offer her something that she likes and you keep moving the item away from her. That's my girl...there has to be something in it for her.

So I am happy about her finally moving forward and getting around on her two little legs. Part of me wanted her to walk very badly but another part(the lazy part) of me did not mind that she could only crawl.

Now, I know that she is going to get into EVERYTHING and that we have to move into phase II of baby proofing the house. I am so not looking forward to it.

Oh well....still really happy that she is walking...hurray for my little preciosa.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock

Are you ready for # 2? This is the question that I have been hearing as of late. I had lunch with a friend who asked me if I had thought about having the second baby. The truth is that I have and that the husband and I have decided to wait until Isa was older (she is 14 months right now).

Another reason why we want to wait is because we want to focus on BABY THOUGHTS and we want to give it two years before we make any major decisions. We are also postponing buying a bigger house for the same reason.

But many of my friends are thinking about baby #2 and in fact two of them are already pregnant so I have babies on my mind. I also would love to be on mat leave again and have the whole year with my new baby and Isa and hang out with my friends and their kids but this is just not very realistic.

I have to think about what will be best for me (professionally) and the entire family...so we will hold off on # 2. I just wonder if it is best to have children close together or far apart? Though the most important thing is that you are ready mentally and physically.

We shall see but I don't think that it will happen anytime soon....

I am such a Bad Mother

I am such a bad mother....the other day I bought Isa size 3 diapers (she usually wears size 4) and now every morning she has peed herself. The reason being that her diapers can no longer absorb a drop more. When I go in the mornings to get her ready for day care the diaper weighs more then she does.

I feel soooo bad, I can't believe that I made such a mistake...me her mother, the one that knows everything about her which included the size of diaper that she wears. So today I will be stopping by the grocery store to pick up some larger diapers to put on her for the nights because to make things worse I bought a box of the freaking diapers. And any mother knows, you will use every last one of them because they are too expensive not to do so.

Bad Bad mommy.