I wish someone had told me:
1. Don’t feel bad if the stuff you read in parenting books doesn’t work - most of the times the information contained within is a good place to start and that’s about it. Seriously, you read these childrearing books that are all chirpy and makes things sound so darned easy. “Just put your baby down while he/she is still awake!” and “Your baby needs to self-soothe!” and you feel TERRIBLE when it doesn’t work; you probably think you’re just doing it wrong. But you’re not.
They sound so chirpy and upbeat: “Baby has a cold and is running a fever? Well, just put her in a tepid bath!” Well, yeah, that’s easy, but you’re freaked out because your kid is sick and maybe they’re too young for Tylenol or it’s the middle of the night and you’re worried if you’re overreacting for even thinking of calling the pediatrician’s night line, then you’re dumping them in a tepid bath and they’re screaming their flipping heads off because they’re sick and you’re making them uncomfortable. Easy-peasy!
**2. You might not bond with your kid immediately and it doesn’t make you a bad person. **I had horrible childbirth experience with my first child - eclampsia then two week long migraine afterward, combined with a fussy kid who did not want me to sit down EVER. I felt horrible about it, but I didn’t like him. I would have done anything to protect him, but I really resented him at first. I didn’t begin to enjoy him until he was probably 4 weeks old. I still remember when the “switch” flipped and all of a sudden I was falling in love with the little bugger, but before that, it was all “fake it 'til you make it,” and sometimes that’s just what you have to do.
**3. Not to feel so damn guilty and to stop overthinking everything. ** Seriously, I felt terrible because I was working and my son was in daycare. Then I felt bad because I got mildly annoyed when he was sick (after my initial panic) because, darnit, I want to be reliable at work. And daycare had all these cutsie programs that they expected the parents to go to and I had to work sometimes instead, and I felt horrible about it. But sometimes you just have to prioritize this stuff, especially when they’re young enough not to notice.
Then if I was going out somewhere, it seemed so HARD because I could only leave when the stars aligned just right - I needed all this stuff and had to coordinate naptimes, getting-ready times, etc. With my daughter, I’d throw a couple of diapers and a baggie of wipes into a plastic bag and put it in my purse - instant diaper bag! If she was napping, I would plan to leave after and I’d feed her just before we left or toss a bottle in my bag, too, but other than that, if I needed to go, she slept in transit.
One last thing - I call my daughter, who is my second and youngest child, my “do-over” child. By the time we had her, we’d been through all the other stuff with #1 and didn’t have the energy or inclination to be so hard on ourselves anymore.