No time, there's no time! My parents are here, turning my garage into a dining room. So you know what that means! Bulleted-form!
* Word on the street is that you lose tons of hair post-partum. Word on the street is true. I'm shedding more than both of my dogs combined. My bed is a nest of red human hair.
* Parenthood destroys your ability to follow to-do lists. I've always been a fanatic about making lists, but now I make them and can never cross anything off. This leads me to write things like, "brush my teeth" and "get up in the morning" on my to-do list, just so I can feel like I'm accomplishing something.
* People love to tell you that your baby is beautiful. I find this to be a really awkward statement, especially since they seem to wait for a response afterward. What do you say to that? Thank you? But that sounds like, "Yeah, my egg and my husband's sperm are phenomenal."
* Sometimes, late at night, I can't stop worrying about what I would do in a zombie apocalypse now that we have a baby. Before I only had to worry about Mike and I, and we're adults who can (mostly) care for ourselves. Now there's a helpless baby in the picture and I lie awake for hours at night thinking about what I would do if such a thing were to happen.
This post made me snort with joy... and I may have shared the last bullet point on my blog. ;) Seriously I thought I was the only one who worried about crazy unknowns (like what if the world ends and some people are raptured and omg what if she wasn't and we were and how would she survive?!?!?)
ReplyDeleteHaha, I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one! I seriously spent two hours the other day obsessing over how we would get her prescription formula if the country was to fall apart before she was off the bottle. And my husband calls me paranoid ...
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