Oh man… I guess I’m too laid back as a mother. Apparently my theory of – if it’s in the diaper bag and I need it for baby – it’s good for baby – does not hold true. (Side note: I memorized the poison center number at the pediatrician’s yesterday 1800 two two two one two two two. Got it?)
Also the diaper bag is not a cool developmental tool – working on inquisitiveness and fine motor skills as he pulls out random objects from all the pockets and studies them.
First he ate my lipstick. At least it was just a bit and everything is salvageable and he didn’t ingest it… And now I’m calling the pediatrician’s office trying to find my credit card because he was definitely playing with it and then I don’t remember…
*sigh* I’m sure none of you are this stupid!
But I feel like no matter what precautions you take, his innovativeness (is that a real word?) and just the speed of his development and growth – it’s impossible to forsee what he’ll think of next! Just yesterday he was content with pulling toys out of the basket and today he is trying to crawl under the baby gate because he knows where we keep all the shoes!
He has not only mastered door handles in the course of a week, today he broke out from our locked bedroom… He tries to pull the big picture over our couch off the wall.. He knows where the vacuum cleaner is and how to get to it… I think it’s mere hours before he figures out how to climb on the dining chairs and onto the table… There’s got to be a way to live in a normal person’s home and still keep it safe for a baby! Just at this point it seems so much easier to trade all our furniture in for pillows and never cook or use any kinds of cosmetic products ever again (if he finds a tube of lotion he will try to suck it out… How is that tasty??). What’s the point of having rooms into which I can’t enter during most of the day? What’s the point of having plugs if I have to make sure they are covered up?
I’m so glad we are not in a two story house! Because if I’m by myself with him during the day… I don’t even know!
While I was pregnant I was wishing for a night stand mini fridge. Now I’m dreaming of a personal barista and sad that ordering vitamin water online is a total ripoff.
I read somewhere that for stay at home moms the work day starts whenever it starts usually before we are ready or even awake. And unlike our working counterparts – we don’t get to enjoy a commute or a morning coffee run as we ease into the day and take our time waking up. True that!