Everyone tells you that your life is going to change after you have a baaby but no one tells you how exactly it changes. Well, here are some examples of how my baby turned my world and life upside down.
Meals became optional- i am not talking sit down meals, i talking eating whatsoever. You have a screaming infant in your hands and there is no one to help you, you ain't gonna put her down just so you can fix yourself lunch.
Showers are a luxury- if there is someone to hold her while I manage to wash off the breastmilk from my body- great!
Otherwise my husband comes home and asks what smells?
Sleep... only in my dreams. It's not happening. I read somewhere that it's a sort of a torture to wake people up as soon as they fall asleep. Torture it is.
Not being able to get out of my pajamas until noon ( and sometimes at all). You would think I stay in bed all day long. sometimes i do- i eat and read and check my email and do all my errands in my pajamas. I don't really have the time to change- and what is the point since i haven't taken a shower?
Being resourceful-i have to find ways to do things that need to be done, one way or another. the other day I strapped her in the baby bjorn so i could have my hands free to wash the dirty bottles. Had no choice - I was running out of bottles and pump accessories.
Bra size- I had no idea that size E existed. Ironic! I used go around shopping for my modest B cup bras ( that i never wore) and look at those enormous DD cups and tell myself that they are uggliest thing ever. Life has a funny way of getting back at you.
My hands are all patchy and dry from washing bottles and handwashing poopy clothes. On the bright side i should have no trouble going back to trapeze- try walking around with 10 lb attached to your arms all day long- my biceps are getting a hell of a workout.
Poop and boobs became very important conversation topics.
Watching TV with the hairdryer on- try watching American idol like that.
Even going to the store takes a whole lot of planning. I have to figure out when she was fed, is she going to scream for food while we are wating in line, when did i last pump, when was she changed, trying to find my wallet and key and not to forget my cellphone. The hardest part is remembering what i went out for.
I have to keep myself entertained somehow....
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