A few things I’ve learned as a new parent

I had a son in August and I’ve been home with him every day since then…until today. I have mixed feelings about going back to work and I learned a bunch of things about myself, parenting, and the kiddo while I was at home.  Here’s a glimpse of some of those things.

Netflix/Hulu/On demand programming can be my best friend as well as my worst enemy. Yes, it’s something to do.  I watched the entire seven seasons of Gilmore Girls in anticipation of the oh so terrible Thanksgiving reboot.  I also found that I no longer enjoy the same kinds of programming as I once did. I currently lean toward documentaries and fluff.  I have enjoyed Chill with Bob Ross. I think I need an easel.

The FedEx delivery truck delivers packages early, UPS delivers way late, and because I live so close to the post office I suspect that some rookie is always delivering my mail. My neighbors drink a lot.

I am fast enough to catch baby spit up in the palm of my hand when the other choice is that it lands on my computer keyboard. I will never be able to put that on a resume.

I used to run. Pre-pregnancy I would’ve considered myself a runner.  I ran the first trimester of pregnancy.  After that quit because I spent more time going back and forth to the bathroom than on the track. I’ve been playing soccer and I will run again, but this year I’m not signing up for any half marathons. I don’t want to take that time to run so far when I could be kissing a kiddo. Don’t worry, I haven’t lost myself completely. I’m looking for 10ks in the area.  I will have no excuse not to be fast because I’ll be training with a jogging stroller.

There are “kids” and then there is “your kid.” He may or may not be different than everything I have read in books or online. I don’t freak out (as much) anymore if he eats more times than the average child or if he doesn’t sleep enough one night. I am no longer surprised as he blasts through clothes labeled 9 months even though he’s only 4 months old. I literally saw his toes poking out the feet of his pajamas this week. When people say kids grow up fast, they mean it.

People at the store smile at me more, rather they smile at the kiddo.  He mostly smiles back.  Babies seem to make everyone happy.

Many told me to “get my sleep in” while I was pregnant.  I woke up about 6 times a night to use the bathroom.  Now those same people tell me to “sleep when the baby sleeps” and it’s  such b.s. advice I can’t stand it. Maybe some day when he naps for a few hours at a time I will be able to follow their advice.  Currently it seems that when I lay down to nap he is quiet for about 20 minutes.  That’s not much of a nap.

I know I’ve learned other things and I look forward to continuing to do so.  Cheers and Happy New Year.