Our baby is pretty much brand new. If he was a pair of slightly ill-fitting trousers, you would still be able to take him back to the shop and get a refund.
He’s in luck though. We’re not planning on asking for him to be put back.
The first few weeks have been pretty relentless. Just like all new parents, we’ve faced challenges. At the moment he’s not fully functional and hasn’t quite learned how to be a human. From what I understand, that’s sort of my responsibility.
He’s currently refusing to sleep in his bed, enjoys pissing on his own face and wants to down about 40 pints of boob milk ever day. Greedy.
We know that these little quirks won’t last forever…but they also won’t be solved overnight.
It’s very easy to think that we’re the world’s worst parents and aren’t solving the things our baby needs.
So…rather than getting fixated on the bits and pieces that’ll take time to fix, we’re focusing on daily Mini-Wins.
Here are our Mini-Wins so far this week…
WE ATE A MEAL TOGETHER!!
Admittedly, we did inhale our food in 4.8 seconds…but it was the first time we’d eaten at the same time, without taking it in turns to hold baby while the other one ate.
BABY SLEPT ON ME!!
So far, baby is incredibly attached to his Mum. I guess it makes sense, seeing as they’ve hung out for the past 9 months. I’ve been the awkward 3rd wheel in their relationship. Now he’s actually here, he LOVES his Mum…but thinks I’m a bit of a cunt. Earlier this week, things changed. I managed to calm his cries and get him to sleep.
HE WENT IN HIS BOUNCER AND DIDN’T HAVE A TOTAL FUCKING MELTDOWN!!
While he bounced, I sang a beautiful lullaby. I call it ‘The David Brent Song.’ He clearly loved it.
WE WENT OUT OF THE HOUSE!!
Due to cluster feeding and general lethargy, we hadn’t been out of the house (apart from a few short walks around the block.) On Tuesday, we loaded up the car and went into town…a TWENTY MINUTE journey. It’s not far. It’s not especially impressive…but it’s a start!
This baby is going to be a brilliant baby…but we can’t expect miraculous changes overnight.
So long as every day contains a Mini-Win…we know we’re doing something right!
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Oh…and I’m writing this while he’s sleeping on me. He just shat himself. Not a win.
PARENTING LESSON: Even when you think you’re doing OK, you’ll get a bit of poo on you.