You can't wear fashionable necklaces. I am worried enough of my kiddo banging his head against my collarbone let alone a jagged piece of jewelry. I am sure dangle earrings are not too far behind.
This one actually applies to DH. Yesterday morning we were scrambling around getting A ready for DC and it was a zoo. He had 2 blowouts and the cat threw up while DH was chasing him around trying to administer medicine.
He was on his way out the door when he looked at the hem of his pants and said, "Great. I have formula and cat food on my pants. I'm not changing. They're lucky the baby needs a bath every night because showering him is the only chance I have to get cleaned up."
When you have free time you don't know what to do with yourself because it could be 30 mins-3 hours long due to his nap times......You want to simultaneously go on Facebook, bake cookies, read something, pay bills, and take a nap all because you don't get to when he's awake! You also constantly feel like you need a break from the little guy!
Getting dressed is a chore in itself. Just when you thought you'd get your whole wardrobe back once you had the baby, now every time you get dressed you have to think about how accessible your boobs are.
You drive around the parking lot in search of the best spot for maximum carseat accessibility/convenience (not too close to another car, proximity to the cart return rack, i etc.)
You stop taking calls on your car's hands-free system b/c it means the CD of children's songs shuts off.
Watching a 30 minute-long show uninterrupted feels like a week-long vacation.
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When the spaces are available i park RIGHT NEXT TO the the carts. No way im carrying both of them all the way inside to get a cart in there and that carseat/carrier is starting to get heavy!
When you open the door for the UPS guy and your boob is half hanging out, there is spit up going down your arm, and the dog takes this time to act like a flippin maniac!
.... And you really couldn't care less cause you just got something new for the baby delivered!
You have dried spit up on your bra, but it doesn't smell and comes right off because it's crusty now and you still haven't washed it because it's your only good bra...
You no longer plan things with people that end after 7pm or start after 7pm becuase you know the melt down starts promptly at 7:30 every night.
You think nothing of getting up at 5:30am on a Saturday and Sunday
You know the words to way too many kids songs
You realize more and more everyday that your normal speaking voice is starting to sound more and more like Elmo. And you don't care.
In memory of Corbin Scott 10/28/11-12/3/11.
Heaven got another angel the night you left this world behind
Heaven got a little better the day it took you away from me
Missing you tonight, see you again sometime
For now I'll close my eyes and dream of heaven tonight
I'll love you forever
I'll like you for always
Now and Forever
My baby you'll be
When every time you hear a baby cry you instantly think it could be yours, even if you aren't with them.
I have started shushing the animals at work to soothe them. It kind of works but everyone thinks I'm nuts.
I also just realized I haven't gone poop in two days because I haven't had time.
The other night my hubby started shushing in his sleep and patting me on the back.
When you give up concert tickets because you don't want to pump in the bathroom and tell your DH to take his buddy and you plan a nap instead - and are completely satisfied with the arrangement.
You no longer shower daily and will wear the same spit up bra/shirt/clothes for more then a day and not care that you run to the store smelling like a milk factory with hair like medusa.
Also, you can feed a baby, cook dinner, pay a bill & load the dishwasher. I am queen of multitasking!
This. And - every out fit consists of some sort of button down top; if you can't remember when your last shower was its time to take one; there's no point wearing clean clothes and you've put away all of the "dry clean only"
When you can freely talk about poop- size, color, consistancy
Then realize it is a frequent topic of conversation; in the car; when watching a movie; and on date night.
DH and I had a 10 minuet conversation about LO's poopy diaper from earlier in the day in front of my parents and I was getting really mad at him because he wasn't being specific enough and that next time he should show me before he throws it out!
Thought of another one:
You are so tired you would only get out of bed for two reasons.
1) The baby is crying.
2) You have to go to the bathroom.
And the second is debatable. You might just tie it in a knot for 15 more minutes of sleep.
I may or may not be going through this currently.
#1 is one of the main reasons I haven't moved L into her own room yet. It is far too convenient to reach over into the cradle next to the bed and give her her paci, or rub her tummy or pull her up into the bed to nurse her. Transitioning her into her room is going to be far more difficult for me than her!
Re: You know you are the mom of an infant when....
He was on his way out the door when he looked at the hem of his pants and said, "Great. I have formula and cat food on my pants. I'm not changing. They're lucky the baby needs a bath every night because showering him is the only chance I have to get cleaned up."
Iris born Halloween 2013! 6 lbs, 1 oz, 18 inches long
You use your shirt to wipe spit up off LO face because you are too lazy to dig in the diaper bag to get a burp cloth.
You spend your free time looking up stuff about babies on the internet.
I caught myself doing this at work because I'm so used to trying to make DS laugh.
You no longer plan things with people that end after 7pm or start after 7pm becuase you know the melt down starts promptly at 7:30 every night.
You think nothing of getting up at 5:30am on a Saturday and Sunday
You know the words to way too many kids songs
You realize more and more everyday that your normal speaking voice is starting to sound more and more like Elmo. And you don't care.
In memory of Corbin Scott 10/28/11-12/3/11. Heaven got another angel the night you left this world behind Heaven got a little better the day it took you away from me Missing you tonight, see you again sometime For now I'll close my eyes and dream of heaven tonight I'll love you forever I'll like you for always Now and Forever My baby you'll be
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When you can freely talk about poop- size, color, consistancy
Then realize it is a frequent topic of conversation; in the car; when watching a movie; and on date night.
#1 is one of the main reasons I haven't moved L into her own room yet. It is far too convenient to reach over into the cradle next to the bed and give her her paci, or rub her tummy or pull her up into the bed to nurse her. Transitioning her into her room is going to be far more difficult for me than her!