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Trusting Instincts: The Foundation of Healthy Baby Routines

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Becoming a mom at 20 wasn’t the shock that people expected it to be—if anything, it felt like a natural continuation of the caregiving role I had played for years. From babysitting to helping my grandmother, watching over my disabled aunt, and even stepping in when my own mother fell ill, I had already navigated the world of nurturing long before I had a child of my own.  

So when my daughter was born, I didn’t look for parenting books, unsolicited advice, or a checklist of what I was “supposed” to do. I just **knew**. The structure she needed, the comfort she craved, the way she communicated—it all felt second nature.  

That didn’t mean the journey was without its challenges. My mother, ever the control freak, constantly tried to tell me how to raise my daughter. My husband? Hilariously clueless, but willing to learn (and, to his credit, became an incredible dad). And while the outside world expected me to struggle or feel overwhelmed, I never did.  

This confidence shaped the way I established healthy routines from the start—because parenting wasn’t about following someone else’s rulebook. It was about creating a rhythm that worked for us.  


Building a Rhythm: The Healthy Routines That Worked  


Since parenting felt natural to me, I didn’t overcomplicate things with excessive books, advice, or trendy methods. Instead, I followed my instincts and observed what worked for my daughter. The routines we established were built on consistency, comfort, and intuition—not rigid schedules, but predictable rhythms that kept her secure.  

Sleep: I wasn’t about the endless battles of sleep training. Instead, I focused on soothing signals—consistent bedtime cues, soft sounds, and a comforting presence. My daughter knew when it was time to sleep because we created a calm, predictable transition, not because I forced a schedule on her.  

Feeding: Whether breastfeeding, bottle-feeding, or transitioning to solids, I paid attention to her cues. She told me when she was hungry, and I **trusted her timing** rather than forcing a strict schedule. Routine developed naturally based on her needs.  

Daily Flow: Every day had its rhythm, but it wasn’t about the clock—it was about patterns. Morning meant wake-up cuddles, mid-day meant movement and engagement, and evenings meant slowing down. She thrived on predictable comfort, not rigid expectations.  

Through it all, I kept one key philosophy. Parenting wasn’t about control—it was about connection. My mom hated that I didn’t ask for advice. But I didn’t need to. I wasn’t overwhelmed, because I wasn’t trying to force motherhood into a mold. I let it unfold. And my daughter? She responded to it beautifully.  


Parenting Instincts: Trusting What You Know


One of the biggest lessons I learned early on? Trust your gut.

When my daughter was spitting up excessively and her bowel movements didn’t look right, I did what any parent would do—I voiced my concerns. But instead of a thoughtful discussion, I was met with condescension. A pediatrician who saw my age before he saw my capability, dismissing me with textbook explanations that assumed I was the problem, rather than acknowledging something might actually be wrong.  

But here’s the thing—I knew my baby. I knew she wasn’t just spitting up because of bad feeding habits, and I knew that this wasn’t “normal.” So, instead of blindly accepting a dismissive answer, I made the call myself: I switched her formula to soy. And just like that, the excessive spitting up stopped, and her bowel movements looked normal again.  

That moment shaped my parenting philosophy forever. I learned that experts aren’t always right, instincts aren’t just guesses, and most importantly—no one knows your baby better than you do.


Final Thoughts: Parenting by Instinct


Motherhood didn’t come with a manual—just instinct, experience, and a refusal to let anyone tell me what I should be doing. From the moment my daughter was born, I trusted what I knew, even when others doubted me.

And that’s the lesson I’ll always stand by: Experts don’t always get it right. Advice isn’t always necessary. And instincts? They’re worth listening to.

If I had ignored my gut, my daughter would have stayed sick longer than she needed to. But because I trusted what I knew—what I had learned from caregiving long before I became a mother—she thrived.

Parenting isn’t about proving yourself to the world. It’s about knowing your child, trusting yourself, and following what feels right—no matter who tries to tell you otherwise.

If you have a relatable story, I'd love to hear from you. 


Grab a cup, 🫖 & let's chat

~Honey

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