Day 1: Baby is one month old today. Can’t believe a month already went by. We survived. Baby survived.
Day 2: Life’s important choices: #2 vs tending to a crying baby
Day 3: It is midnight and baby just ripped a big one: live explosion up the back and onto the change pad and her shirt. Bath time is not going to be fun.
Day 4: Baby’s thighs looks like Church’s Chickens. All I want to do is lunch on them. On a serious note, I hope she has Dad’s metabolism. I don’t want her to be fat.
Sleep strategy #689: Keep Mom’s worn shirt (preferably with breastmilk on it) near baby’s bed.
Day 5: Slowly enjoying breastfeeding and the joys this mother daughter time it brings. It melts my heart when her tiny hands grabs my finger tight.
Day 6: the Nuna Leaf came in the mail today and baby loves sitting in the chair! YES! Free time!
Day 7: Grandma babysat today while we went out on a date. Apparently we fail as parents. Grandma and friend inspected baby and she has crumbmies (crumbs) in her rollsies (rolls). How about you bathe my squirming, wet and crying baby?!
Day 8: Ever think of sucking snot out of a baby? Neither have I. But for obvious reasons if we don’t, she can’t breathe and if she can’t breathe… well, that’s not good.
Day 9: Dad took baby out for the first time to the park while I went the salon for a haircut (first cut in 8 months). She was super curious at everything!
Day 10: It’s a barter system. I get to go out to media events and the hubby wants to go play ball. Believe me, I’m keeping tabs on who gets out more! Every wo/man for themselves.
Day 11: The average family has 2 1/2 kids. I have one and a half. I never understood until now… It’s because of husbands.
Day 12: My baby slept six hours straight last night. It was a miracle.
Side note #79: Once baby reaches above 10 lbs, they may sleep through the night.
Day 13: FML !! Baby shat the sofa.
Day 14: Being a parent means you can’t even focus on a show with a simple plot (without having to rewind 50x).
Day 15: woke up with anxiety that baby hasn’t cried for a diaper change or milk all night. Checked if she was breathing. But she was simply sleeping – 6 hours straight again. Hope she sleeps like this every night.
Sleep strategy #677: Apparently I’m an Asshole Mom because I’m proud that my Baby sleeps through the night!
Day 16: I love the idea of white clothes, but I’m a mom. #motherhood #messy
Day 17: I felt a warm spot on my pants after hearing a wet farting sound. Baby pooped all over my pants. I’m going to lay a receiving blanket underneath at all times going forward.
Day 18: wondering why people would want to come visit baby when they are sick. Let’s FaceTime instead? I need one of those apocalypse virus scanners.
Day 19: Did my feet seriously grow a half size since pregnancy? What am I going to do with my 364859386 pairs of shoes? #shopsonline
Day 20: Baby “talks” are so cute – wish there’s an app to translate it.
Day 21: One of those days the parent gets inpatient and the baby just wants to sleep 7.5 hours. Aren’t you hungry princess?
Day 22: chubby thighs or fat toesies? Let’s take a poll! They’re all so perfect I could eat her up.
Day 23: Dad’s a little jealous Baby “talks” to me and not him. Sorry dude, you gotta earn your keeps!
Day 24: I’m not big into Baby “show and tell”. Why do people expect to parade your child around?
Day 25: That proud Mom moment when you’re Baby is all chill and relaxed while your friends kid is crying and fussing. All Baby did was smile. #proudmom #relaxed
Day 26: It takes having a kid yourself to know the words to childhood nursery rhymes.
Day 27: we never appreciated the freedom to go out by ourselves until you have an infant. Instead of bringing a purse, we have to deal with the stroller/ baby carrier, diaper bag and of course the Baby. Leaving the house takes at least an hour. Feeding, changing the diaper and making sure we have everything possible for an apocalypse!
Day 28: I’m in my mid 30’s but I feel like I have weak knees and a bad back of an 80 year old. Is that why people have kids younger in their 20’s?
Day 29: Bodily fluids are gross. A cute little baby’s is still gross. Don’t kid yourself their poop doesn’t stink – watery poop, Dijon mustard poop, paste-y poop – they all are gross. I don’t need to see a picture of your baby’s fecal matter – thanks!
Day 30: looking back the past two months and our little girl has grown so much already. From the first moment we held this skinny peanut till now, this plump little piggy has changed me so much. More patient and selfless person. Her needs comes before mine. I am enjoying the quiet and mundane hours of doing nothing – cradling and staring at her. As she grows so does my love for her.