Mommy Diaries: Hello Tiny Human
Once you wake up from the crazy baby coma that follows the week after delivery, it starts to sink in. You get home, unpack and lie down. And then it begins.
Your new baby begins to cry. You run to her like a mad woman, change, feed, burp, and repeat. And repeat. And repeat . And all of a sudden its 3 weeks later and you feel like your in an endless loop. Laundry is piling up and you dont remember the last time you actually took a real shower. Its just you and your little. Forever.
Cue the crazy meltdown now.
You’re sleep deprived, fat, hormonal, and just plain bonkers. Friends and family drop by (always looking fabulous just to rub salt in your fat messy wounds) asking if you need any help as they go gaga over your new little one, while you learn how to sleep with your eyes open. Help? Yes I need help. Can you please nurse my child while I take a nap?
Everything is like a dream. And if you had a c section, you’re probably still chock full of painkillers (not necessarily a bad thing). Its almost like your a ticking time bomb just waiting for someone to rub you the wrong way. My mother almost always falls into this trap by recommending bizarre things likediets and manicures. Bad idea.
And just when you think you can’t take it anymore, your baby smiles at you. Again, your heart melts and it all goes away. And to top it all off, just when you thought you’ve been sentenced to a lifetime without sleep, they sleep through the night and you catch a glimpse of your sanity.
WE SAID THIS: That’s the thing with kids, just when you’re about to blow your brains out, or theirs, they do something to knock your socks off.
