I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve heard many moms say this, and tell me that after years of being a mom (and sometimes to multiple children) they still haven’t figured out what they’re doing. But when you’re me, and my husband, well, you REALLY don’t know what you’re doing. Holding a baby? I’ve held maybe 2 in my life. Diapers? I’ve changed a handful. Breastfeeding or formula? Had no idea. Swaddling? I’m still trying to learn this (my husband has become an expert.) Baby baths? What to pack in a diaper bag? How much do babies eat? Warming bottles? How long do babies sleep? Why is my child crying? You get the picture. I read books during my pregnancy, which were somewhat helpful, but every child is different and I found that a lot of what I read didn’t necessarily apply to my son. Everyone that has given me advice has been correct–all babies are different. That’s just fantastic… I’ve quickly learned that I can look up a question on Google, but it doesn’t necessarily mean the answer applies to me. So, I’m learning as I go.
I tell you now to enter at your own risk. I’m going to get personal here. Come laugh and cry with me on this journey. Or just laugh at me when I cry. That’s okay, too.
Here’s Blake. 🙂