Baby O turned a year old a couple weeks ago and I got all reflective on how my life has changed. I’ve laughed, cried, slapped myself to stay awake (seriously, it happened), and sought out lots of advice from other parents trying to figure out this whole “keep your kid alive” business. So, here’s 6 things I’ve learned since becoming a mom:
- Snot, spit-up, and saliva are really not as disgusting as I previously thought. At least one of those things has been a part of my daily life, some days in larger quantities than preferred. It’s so common, in fact, that I had to stop myself from wiping a lil food from J’s face one time. Which makes me think of another learning point: Boundaries are healthy, y’all. 🙂
- If you’re breastfeeding, you will laugh through your tears with this article: 15 Weird Ways Breastfeeding Messes With Your Mind. It’s not as funny now, but when I was in the thick of it, this article made me feel so much more connected with other women. Breastfeeding is hard. But you’re also a total badass if you can do it. And I felt like superwoman with my feeding skills.
- God has been so gracious to us financially. J and I were freaking out pre-baby when trying to figure out how to pay for $700+ of day care each month. But there is always enough. I don’t get it. And we are crazy awesome budgeters – we know where every penny goes. And pre-baby, there was definitely not that much extra. But there always is enough – every month.
- Laughing feels so good. I should do it more. And I do – with O in my life. He is intrigued by the simplest things, and his only stressors are shots at the doctor’s office, vacuums, and avocado (spits it out every time I try to sneak it in!). Life doesn’t have to be so stressful, and is much more enjoyable when I relax and laugh. It’s all about perspective. And boy oh boy, does a little human provide perspective.
- I will not tell a new or expecting parent how they should parent. I will only share my personal experience or experience that others have shared with me – IF ASKED – in a non-judgemental tone. And even then, it probably won’t work for your kid. Because when wonderful friends offered caring advice when I asked, it rarely worked for O. But I at least felt like someone was pulling for me. And if you offer me know-it-all advice about my kid when I don’t care, I will smile and say “sure, I’ll try that,” but will probably go home and tell J about how screwed up your kids are. Because clearly that’s logical. But I’m a parent now. It doesn’t have to make sense.
- I don’t totally suck at being a parent. Minus the time I bonked O’s head on a door, or the time he screamed bloody murder because his leg was caught in the crib and he wasn’t really that upset about nap time. In spite of those times, he smiles at me every time I walk in the room, he reaches for me to pick him up, and when he’s really – really – tired, sometimes he snuggles me.
Lord, thank you for this past year. Thank you for this new crazy life J and I are living. Help us to raise baby O well, and remind us to always lean on you for support.