5 habits that I have become a mom

As a child, I, like all girls, played with dolls. “Well done, learn from dolls, you'll be a good mom,” my grandmother said and smiled sweetly. I carefully swaddled up the dolls and stirred the soup from the leaves of lilac. All this turned out to be almost as far from reality as smart books about motherhood. In practice, everything is completely different.

In any practice, what's the main thing? Quickly remember the most basic, the rest will come with experience. It also works with motherhood. In the first week after returning from the hospital with Artyomka, I started to have five wonderful habits. For a year and a half, life has become completely different.

mother with baby

Analyze everything around

My head has turned into a super-mega processor. Thousands of details, hundreds of gigs of useful and not very information every second. All this needs to be processed and understood, what the tiny man wants. Guess from a pair of whimpers: he is hot. Compare the amount eaten with the contents of the diaper and draw a conclusion about health. Keep a shopping list in mind, do not forget about mixtures and diapers. When entering any room, turn on the “built-in scanner”: are there any sharp corners and objects dangerous for the baby, such as protruding wires or fallen scissors. But I'm not a robot. Misfires happened, especially when Artyomka began to crawl, and then walk. Poke hands in a cat bowl, throw a mobile phone in a bucket for mopping the floor, break the curtain ... Am I slumbering? No, it’s just that the internal database does not have enough time to update. The indefatigable interest of a little fidget to everything around is growing many times faster.

Mother is sleeping, service is on

Before, I didn’t think that you could sleep and do something else at the same time. You can, how! When I sleep, I hear a baby. If he suddenly breathes somehow wrong, I wake up and jump up, as if from an electric shock. It doesn’t matter where he is: at his side or in his crib a few meters from me. The husband does not know how and is very surprised. For him, sleep is a dream, and childcare is childcare. Oh yes, during these three hours half asleep I still manage to get enough sleep.

Julius Caesar is resting

All my affairs began to be done faster once every twenty. Those one and a half hours, while the child is sleeping, strive to use to the maximum. Artyomka sniffles in a stroller on the balcony, and I get out, cook dinner, drink tea. Then I take a shower and doze for about twenty minutes. All this would have taken me several hours earlier. The secret is that you try to combine business with pleasure, useful with useful, or ... well, you understand. You pour tea with one hand, with the other you order diapers in the online store. Multitasking is our everything!

Spy passions

Having sex is now necessary as quickly as possible, almost lightning fast. We must keep up while the little "spy" is sleeping and has not yet clear that his mother does not guard his sleep by the crib. And one more feature.We used to pounce on each other in the kitchen or in the hallway just for a change. Now the place has ceased to matter to us. I don’t remember when we did this in bed. Because you immediately fall asleep in bed.

Without a dictionary

Artyomka says the same thing, “yeah,” but with his help he either asks for pens, hints at a snack, or requires his mother’s phone. Over time, I learned to capture all the shades of the infant tongue. But what kind of injustice? Why am I learning his language, and not vice versa? After all, it is he who is growing, and not I am decreasing. No, man, let's learn our adult language. I had to learn about forty nursery rhymes, fifty songs from cartoons and eighty-eight lullabies. Ay-du-du, a-ta-ta ... Sometimes I catch myself thinking, but have I forgotten yet the human language? No, it seemed. It seems so far I speak tolerably and even write on it.

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