My daughter is a whopping nine months old now. And it’s safe to say that I am completely, unabashedly obsessed with her, to the point where public embarrassment is hard to come by. Here are a few things I never did before becoming Mommy.
- Talk like a baby in the grocery checkout line. I’d like to say that I can still hold an adult conversation. But a conversation of “Dadadada bababablaahhh” holds my attention just as well, and I’m up for it anytime, anywhere. I’m waiting for the day I accidentally answer the phone by saying, “Heywoah?” It’s going to happen.
- Wait for places to open. No matter what time I go to bed, I know Madeleine will be up around 7 a.m. every morning, which means I’ve gotten better about going to bed earlier on the weekends. When I want to let my husband sleep in, I get up with Madeleine and we go on little adventures to parks, lakes, stores and malls. She loves riding in the Baby Bjørn and her stroller. The thing is, I tend to forget just how early 7 a.m. is for retail. I’m not the only one, either. You should have seen the families waiting in their cars in the Toys R Us parking lot. And how the minute it turned 9 a.m., they all headed for the entrance.
- Talk about poop. Until recently, Madeleine’s bowel movements have been only once every 6 or 7 days. To my shock and horror, the pediatrician has assured me multiple times that this is completely normal. It also means that when she does poop, it’s a big deal. After all, the poor girl hadn’t pooped for 7 days! I feel no shame in declaring to the world (while strolling through Target talking to my husband on my cell phone) that she pooped and it was “gigantic.” I do not hesitate before describing its color and consistency, and how it got all over my hands and hers when she decided to grab onto the wipe so I had to give her a second bath.
- Kiss constantly. I recently saw a GIF of a dad kissing his son on the head repeatedly. I cannot explain this parental urge, I can only succumb to it. There’s nothing quite like kissing my little daughter on her head or her cheek. It’s so constant that she’s actually learned how to kiss me back! I ask her for a kiss and she’ll open her mouth really wide and put it on my cheek like a suction cup. Sometimes she’ll laugh afterwards. I’m happy that one of the first things she has learned is affection.
- Not worry about what other people think. One of the first things I learned as a parent is that my child’s safety and happiness come first. I know I’m doing a good job; I don’t have to have other people’s approval. That’s why I laugh when we come home from a walk in the Bjørn and I notice one of her shoes has disappeared and she’s had a piece of mango from earlier stuck to her eyebrow the entire time. What doesn’t hurt her, doesn’t hurt me. Besides, it’s good to be original.
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