Dear First-Time Parents,
I’ve been where you stand (or probably more accurately where you rock/nurse/sway). I remember the barrage of emotions I felt as I navigated those uncharted waters of new motherhood. I remember feeling more exhausted than I thought was humanly possible. I remember feeling frustration, elation, anger, and joy toward my sweet new baby — all in the same instant. I remember wanting to do everything “just so.” I remember reading all the books, and going to all the classes, and asking 875,000 questions. I remember wondering why I thought I could handle this on some occasions and then other times feeling ever-so-slightly smug that I was totally nailing this parenting thing.
I remember seeing parents at the grocery store with multiple out of control children in those early days and thinking I was never going to have kids who acted that way in public. I remember giving the side-eye to people who let their kids eat processed junk food. I remember not understanding why my friends with multiple kids could never be on time anywhere. I remember being crazy and rigid about sleep schedules.
As a first-time mom I had a sort of manifesto — if only in my head — that I planned to follow to a T. Homemade baby food. As little processed food as humanly possible. No TV until 2 years of age and only then if it was educational and never as a babysitter. Organic everything. Educational/Pinterest-y activities to stimulate Baby’s development. You know the drill.