Guidelines will be the death of me!
I know another Ranty post! I've just got feelings flowing. Before Noah was born, I seemed to drift around in life. Not really following rules or authority. I just didn't like to be told what to do. Now I have Noah- Guidelines rule me. Medicines from a certain age, Different food from a certain age. What milestones my baby hits at what age and his weight guidelines are like the TV show 'The biggest Loser' but gainer.. Every time the health visitor comes around, I sit nervously at the scale with Noah, Hoping and praying he's gained enough weight- so that she won't have a go at me! Where has the time gone, where guess work was acceptable and the motto 'Your baby is happy.. That means its healthy'. Now it's all You must do this and you mustn't have this?! Guidelines are everywhere: *To be stored out of reach of children *Food from 4+ Months *Under 6 months only *No cot bumpers *No ready made bottles * Rear face for 2+ Years...