So today marks 11 weeks since our baby boy forcefully arrived and took his place on this planet and in our hearts.
It's been a hell of a ride.
I won't dwell on the details of his delivery (although I reserve the right to go back there in a later blog), but instead I thought I'd share a few observations from the past three months.
1. People (regardless of age, creed, sex or race) ask dumb questions. I guess it's because they feel obligated to say something... maybe they get a little anxious about saying the wrong thing, and therefore say a dumb thing. Without doubt, the most ridiculous question I have encountered since giving birth is "Is that your baby?". I'm tempted to answer "What baby? I don't see no baby?" or "Nope, just got him from the Baby Factory - he's on a 14 day trial with a full money back guarantee". What makes this question even more stupid is it often asked whilst my hungry wee lad is partaking of his favourite food (milk-a-la-boobie). Seriously, it's like they think I'm actually just breastfeeding someone else's baby for fun. Maybe I'm trying to reinstate the age old profession of 'wet nurse' as my new career path.
2. People also make dumb statements to fill the void. My favourite is 'gosh he's got lots of hair'. Now to be fair, our boy is rather hirsute. This is a good thing, as it stops him from looking like a skinny wrinkled rat (a common newborn characteristic). The dumb part of the statement is the way it is presented - like we haven't noticed! So obviously I respond accordingly. "Hair? Oh that's just a wig, I think it looks good on him." Or my new favourite, "You should see his pubes!". That shuts them up pretty quick.
3. Chanel No. 5 successfully masks the scent of baby vomit, but it is arguably an expensive option. I'm not sure it's what Coco originally had in mind. However, it works and I'm going with it. Maybe I should pitch them a new advertising campaign... move over Nicole Kidman, here I come!
4. People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. That is, people who have not squeezed a baby out of their vee-jay-jay should not provide advice to those who have. Especially when the advisee is sleep deprived, hormonal and covered in the aforementioned Chanel scented baby vom... otherwise the advisor might end up having a nasty accident involving their left foot and my left front tyre.
5. Baby brain does exist. It has too. Otherwise, well, the alternative is too scary to contemplate. To help you, dear reader, appreciate the importance of this point (especially if you fall into #4 above), I will share a few examples of the much maligned baby brain phenomenon. Dirty clothes go in the washing machine, not in the dishwasher. Milk goes into the cup of tea, not into the sinkful of dirty cups to make the soapy bubbles. Generally, most people aim to leave the house with matching shoes. It is ok to misplace your keys, not so acceptable to misplace your newborn baby.
On that note... where is the baby?
(Read more about the facts behind baby brain here)