More thoughts on parenting

Hello Everyone,

I've got a few moments every day where I can jot down the random thoughts I have about the new adventure I'm on. Hope you enjoy:

If your child looks contemplative for a minute, they are about to absolutely obliterate their diaper.

There are a lot of super cute button-up onesie sleepers in mint condition available at any second hand goods store. Why? Because nobody actually uses button up onesies. When you are bleary eyed and trying to put your kid back to bed after a middle of the night feeding, you live and die by zipper onesies.

Baby tylenol comes in two flavours: cherry and banana. Which is odd, given that our baby, like most babies I imagine, has no idea what either of these taste like. She's only ever tasted breast milk. They should have breast milk flavoured tylenol. (I chose cherry. Nobody likes banana.)

Sleep deprivation is a fun thing. Just about every time I am woken up in the middle of the night by the munchkin stirring, I swear it's only been a few minutes since I put her down. I'm sure of it. Until I check the clock and see that several hours (but not, like, a lot of hours) have passed. As soon as I lay down, I apparently fall instantly into a deep sleep and forget having done so.

Dad reflexes are evolution's way of dealing with the fact that babies are spastic, squirmy, slithery little things with absolutely no sense of safety or self preservation. They'll lull into thinking you can hold onto them with only one arm by being calm and relaxed for minutes then wildly jerk their little, poorly supported head away from you and towards the floor. You have to be sharp at all times.

Toys for newborns are a racket. Save your money. Babies are fascinated by literally anything. Mine stares enraptured by the ceiling fan in our bedroom.

I'm pretty sure my kid thinks there are two kinds of people in this world: those who taste like breast milk, and those who taste like cotton tshirts.

This is something I've always believed, but feel it on a different level now: a society that does not care for new mothers and young children has no right to call itself civilized.

Wes

Photos

Arthur and Ace waiting to come in, but also keeping a weather eye out for squirrels and rabbits.

My new look is "ski lift operator chic". Do I wear a tuque indoors? Yeah, keeps my unruly mop of hip, fashionable long hair out of my eyes.