If you were to grab my purse and look inside you'd probably be disgusted. There's Starbucks receipts everywhere, makeup in one pocket, lip gloss in another, all drowning in a pool of cheerios. I'm not exactly sure when it happened either, which is totally gross. 2 years ago, instead of cheerios, you would have found loose change at the bottomless pit I know call my purse, but it has since been replaced. I should actually be cleaning those cereal bits out of my purse instead of blogging, but the former is a P.I.T.A.. While driving home today I wondered what else has been "replaced"....Instead of pulling over to get sick after a night of partying,
Now you pull over to find the pacifier that your baby is screaming for.
Instead of calling in sick to work to stay home,
Now you call your spouse to say you're working late
(just for some alone time).
Instead of flying off to Europe for a vacation,
Now you just fly off the handle when that strange kid at the mall play area
Instead of flying off to Europe for a vacation,
Now you just fly off the handle when that strange kid at the mall play area
almost pushes your baby down a slide
(Whose kid is this? WHOSE kid IS this??).
Instead of packing a sweater in case it's cold in the restaurant you're heading to,
Now you pack snacks, socks, wipes, sippy cup, diapers, blankey, hat, her favorite toy, book, jacket, Desitin...
Instead of hoping to sit AWAY from families with children when dining out,
Now it's all you ask for to avoid sneers and unsympathetic grunts.
Instead of driving care free and too fast,
Now you seem to drive even more dangerous trying to reach for that dropped cup/toy/cookie behind the front seat.
It's funny how drastically everything changes and how things are "replaced" with the arrival of a child. Everyone tells you (or warns you) but you just can't grasp the enormity of the statement until you actually bring a baby home for the first time.
My old ways have definitely been replaced with new (but not necessarily improved) ones to account for the world with Davey. Do I remember with a smile my days as a 21 year old? Sure do. But I remember with even more clarity the first time Davey said DaDa. It's tough going through these first years of parenthood and it seems we've all got our good days and bad. But you know what? I can't imagine life without her. She's the best damn P.I.T.A imaginable.
Instead of thinking about myself all the time
Now I think about that laugh, that smile, that "oh maaaan".
Now that, that's irreplaceable.
Instead of packing a sweater in case it's cold in the restaurant you're heading to,
Now you pack snacks, socks, wipes, sippy cup, diapers, blankey, hat, her favorite toy, book, jacket, Desitin...
Instead of hoping to sit AWAY from families with children when dining out,
Now it's all you ask for to avoid sneers and unsympathetic grunts.
Instead of driving care free and too fast,
Now you seem to drive even more dangerous trying to reach for that dropped cup/toy/cookie behind the front seat.
It's funny how drastically everything changes and how things are "replaced" with the arrival of a child. Everyone tells you (or warns you) but you just can't grasp the enormity of the statement until you actually bring a baby home for the first time.
My old ways have definitely been replaced with new (but not necessarily improved) ones to account for the world with Davey. Do I remember with a smile my days as a 21 year old? Sure do. But I remember with even more clarity the first time Davey said DaDa. It's tough going through these first years of parenthood and it seems we've all got our good days and bad. But you know what? I can't imagine life without her. She's the best damn P.I.T.A imaginable.
Instead of thinking about myself all the time
Now I think about that laugh, that smile, that "oh maaaan".
Now that, that's irreplaceable.
You STILL have those Cheerios in your purse!?!?! Awesome blog as always honey. I couldn't imagine life without her either! There's nothing like seeing her face in the morning when I get home from work and her saying "it's dada!"....aside from seeing you that is!
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