I had no idea how much babies poop. I remember sitting in the childcare class and hearing that babies pooped about 10 times a day. It seemed outrageous to me until it became my reality. As we transitioned to solids and the poop firmed up and slowed down, but we're still averaging about 3-4 a day. You would think at this point I'd be desensitised but no, I still gag most of the time.
The laundry never ends, there are always dishes in the sink, the toilet paper roll is always empty, the trash is always full (especially the diaper genie). The only thing that comes faster than bed time is wake up time.
Despite buying toy after toy, Boy will pass them all by to play with the vegetable brush, the remote, a cell phone, an old sock, an empty box, lint, his genitals, my bra, or an envelope. He can also sense from anywhere in the house if the bathroom door has been left open and makes a beeline to the toilet.
I've grown an affinity for Sesame Street and Yo Gabba Gabba. The other kid shows are a little too much for me and some I can bear, but I really like Sesame St. and Yo Gabs. They're entertaining.
I wonder if my body will ever be the same. Only recently has my hair stopped falling out in clumps but I still wake up to pee at least once a night and I'm usually sweating. Luckily the belly hair and lovely linea nigra went away pretty quickly.
I am amazed everyday at the wonders of biology. Reproduction, in and or itself is truly amazing. I can't believe that we created this amazing little boy. How is has grown from the little baby into such an active, inquistive, smart and fearless boy. Sometimes the pride and awe of him is overwhelming.
A lot of people told me that motherhood would give me a new found respect for my parents. While it may have in some regards, I find that I have become much more judgemental of them as parents. Our vastly different parenting styles has caused some friction, particularly between my mother and I. She has made several snide comments about my son having a bedtime, eating vegetables and having too many toys. While I wasn't raised by animals, we lacked alot of structure and I believe that is important to have that in our lives now. I understand that my mother was much younger and my father was not even remotely helpful, and we spent a lot of time with extended family members. I think my mother thought she would have a bigger roll and is at times resentful that she she doesn't.
