I was lazy, lethargic and cranky during my pregnancy. I never attended a birthing class. The thing is, the baby is gonna come out. It has no other options.
I was vastly unprepared emotionally. Yeah, I’d read the threads, the books, heard the stories.
You will kill for your child. You will die for your child. You would rip the still beating heart out of your own mother if you thought for one second she had harmed your child. You don’t have a freaking clue what love is. You will drink out of the glass they just drank out of, you will pick their nose. You will spend too much time wiping the poo off the crib and it will be as normal as breathing.
If you are extraordinarily lucky.
I went for an ultrasound at 8 weeks to make sure she was viable, I had had spotting for a while. I laid there, looking at the screen of an unmoving baby and was terrified for her life. She was fine, the tech pointed out she was sleeping at that her little, itsy bitsy heart was beating, and then…she moved.
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Don’t be too loud or certain before you go into labor. Things change, focus on the health of you and your child AT THE MOMENT. No one gets an award for not taking the drugs. If standing on your head yelling Black Sabbath lyrics will get ya through, the do so.
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The inside of a womb is like being inside a tornado. Never make it where it has to be dark and quiet for the kid to sleep. Best advice I got. My kid went with me as a chaperone for a kindergarten class. She slept right through 60 screaming 5 year olds. Yay!
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There is this person you haven’t met yet. The Parent. You will be shocked when you meet them. It isn’t the you you knew. It will know much more than you think, will have better instincts than you could believe and really is a much stronger person that you could ever imagine.
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Hey, guess what? They aren’t blank slates. They come with their own attitudes. May you be blessed with a benevolent little dictator.
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Watch Nanny911 or SuperNanny. You quickly realize there aren’t very many bad kids out there as much as clueless parents.
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Sleep, then sleep some more and then, well, try to catch a nap. Seriously. Being a new parent (especially a breastfeeding one) will give you new insight into sleep deprivation torture.
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We aren’t sure what kids remember, but you have a few months of putting on clothes backwards, diapers fastened wrong, bottles too hot/cold, etc before they can remember. Use it wisely.
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It is worse than any one can tell you, but so much better than anyone can ever hope to be able to describe to you. If I could give you a gift, it would be…your child running up to you when you come home, excitement plastered all over their little face as THE BEST PERSON IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD walks through the door. Seriously, to your kid? You are just freakin’ amazing. You are funny, lovable, fun, cuddly and well, awesome! (and it’s fun to bounce on your tummy and make you groan)
I just had to put my daughter back in bed because she woke up and Daddy is a complete freakin’ wuss when it comes to her and had taken her out of her crib to see if she would fall asleep with him. Of course, Daddy is way too much fun to just sleep next to, so Mommy had to be the bad guy. They are both sleeping soundly right now and tomorrow, she won’t hold a grudge at all.
May you be granted the greatest gift of all, the gift of life. The gift of being a parent.
Oh, and get a timer, yer gonna need one! (TIME OUT!) We’ve only been doing time out for about a month and already she’ll straighten up if I say “Do you want to go to time out?” I didn’t even think she’d get it yet, boy howdy, did she ever get it. She’ll be two in a week.