Diaper Bag
Ok, so I am still adjusting to being a mother. It is a new thing to remember all the extra stuff you need if you leave the house. I keep forgetting important things like bottles, bottled water, an extra outfit, etc. We went to the mall today and bought some clothes for the baby. Speaking of clothes...it concerns me that now I have to pick out an outfit for someone else each day. I have trouble decided what I want to wear and whether it looks nice and is weather/occasion appropriate. What now!?
Sydney has taken to sleeping on her side. It is very cute. Adam and I have taken to sleeping in any position we can get because who cares as long as it is sleep. I took a quick nap today while standing in line for lunch. Adam has made about a million trips to target for baby supplies. He called earlier saying that he was going to get the smaller can of formula because the other was huge. I guess she won't be eating it after we get through the small one, right?
I have no idea what we do to fill our days. I haven't seen much TV so I guess we are washing out bottles and washing clothes (oh, the laundry! and you should try it at a hotel) and staring at the baby. I am taking special care that she doesn't get cradle cap. We made friends with the nurses at the hospital so every time we went there to get her lab work done they would give us free stuff like scrub brushes, formula, diapers, etc.
This may change when we get home, but at this point I have lost interest in just about everything else but just staring at the baby. I haven't read my books or magazines. I have no house plans except to get a system down for the laundry, bottles, and the diaper bag stocking. Sounds boring, doesn't it? I have to stop staring eventually or she will get a complex and my home will go out of style by the time she leaves for college so I can't ignore that. Catch 22.
The one thing that I think amazes me and Adam both is that this actually worked! You may wonder why I phrase it that way. It is just that we just spent time doing paperwork, waiting around, decorating, buying things, and planning. It is weird when your plans actually come to an end...or is it a beginning? I guess deep down I didn't actually expect it to all work. Like maybe the anticipation would last forever. I didn't realize that I felt that way until now. It is funny how we can keep secrets from even ourselves.
Quick question. Is is normal to think you smell diapers all the time. I can't get it out of my nose. It is not like it is a bad smell...not yet.
Jessica
Sydney has taken to sleeping on her side. It is very cute. Adam and I have taken to sleeping in any position we can get because who cares as long as it is sleep. I took a quick nap today while standing in line for lunch. Adam has made about a million trips to target for baby supplies. He called earlier saying that he was going to get the smaller can of formula because the other was huge. I guess she won't be eating it after we get through the small one, right?
I have no idea what we do to fill our days. I haven't seen much TV so I guess we are washing out bottles and washing clothes (oh, the laundry! and you should try it at a hotel) and staring at the baby. I am taking special care that she doesn't get cradle cap. We made friends with the nurses at the hospital so every time we went there to get her lab work done they would give us free stuff like scrub brushes, formula, diapers, etc.
This may change when we get home, but at this point I have lost interest in just about everything else but just staring at the baby. I haven't read my books or magazines. I have no house plans except to get a system down for the laundry, bottles, and the diaper bag stocking. Sounds boring, doesn't it? I have to stop staring eventually or she will get a complex and my home will go out of style by the time she leaves for college so I can't ignore that. Catch 22.
The one thing that I think amazes me and Adam both is that this actually worked! You may wonder why I phrase it that way. It is just that we just spent time doing paperwork, waiting around, decorating, buying things, and planning. It is weird when your plans actually come to an end...or is it a beginning? I guess deep down I didn't actually expect it to all work. Like maybe the anticipation would last forever. I didn't realize that I felt that way until now. It is funny how we can keep secrets from even ourselves.
Quick question. Is is normal to think you smell diapers all the time. I can't get it out of my nose. It is not like it is a bad smell...not yet.
Jessica
3 Comments:
Jessica,
I am laughing out loud at work, and remembering having ALL the same feelings and thoughts you are right now. It is weird to say, but enjoy it, b/c one day you will hear someone else talking about it and you will miss having those feelings.
I was the WORST diaper bag stocker, just ask Scott. He was a great diaper bag person, but I ALWAYS forgot something. I would remember the diaper rash cream but forget the burp cloth. Then I would remember the burp cloth the next time and forget the pacifier. It is an endless cycle. Get two of everything and keep your diaper bag stocked always, I would try to keep only one of everything and just put it in the diaper bag when I needed it and as I said I always forgot something.
And yes, it is normal to not know where your day has gone. Scott would come home and ask me what I had done that day, and I would have no idea!! Laundry, bottles, diapers, staring what else is there?
The smell of diapers finally goes away when they are about 3, j/k.
Thanks for sharing your new motherhood stories, it brings back awesome memories.
We miss you, love, christy
Boring? No way. Keep staring at Sydney, because she's already started changing. Lost interest in everything else? Completely normal, God plans it that way. You're bringing back some awesome memories for me, too! Give her a kiss for us.
Best device in the world for new parents: laminated checklists! Don't have to think again ... until something else changes ... just follow the list.
Can't wait to see you all. The kids are enthralled.
Elise
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