You can lock me up and throw away the key because I'm guilty.
I've been guilty of going to pick up my baby when I was supposed to be doing "Cry It Out"
I'm guilty of heating her bottles in the microwave. Because it seriously takes 4 minutes to heat it up in her bottle warmer and 40 seconds in the micro. I swirl for hot spots and let it sit a bit before I give it to her. I've been doing this since I stopped breast feeding at about 3 months and she's survived.
I'm guilty of letting the dishes "soak" overnight as an excuse not to do them.
I'm guilty of hiding annoying toys that I know Isabella likes because they're, well, annoying.
I'm guilty of spending hundreds of dollars at Babies R Us and The Children's Place when I was just going in for diapers or socks.
I'm guilty of having "Jammy Days." This is when Isabella and I will stay in our pajamas all day long. But trust me, she looks a lot cuter in hers then I do in mine.
No need for a trial...I confess.