Wednesday, July 16, 2014

What I Took for Granted Before Having a Baby



I've covered some of this before, but I felt like I needed to do this post after this weekend. It was hilariously sad: I meant to go to the grocery store on Thursday night. That didn't happen, so then it turned into Friday. Then Saturday. And then finally Sunday. 

Brandon and I couldn't help but laugh when we realized how easily we could just pick up and do things before Walker was born. Not that he figuratively weighs us down in the least;  it was just so much easier before baby to run to the store whenever we wanted to. Now, we plan outings around feeding times and nap times. My, how life has changed! 

Anyway, Brandon {and my friend Liz} and I were talking and came up with a list of things we took for granted before we had a baby: 

Sleep. 
When I was pregnant, people would say to me: "Sleep now! When the baby gets here, you won't sleep at all." I would roll my eyes at them after they walked away, but y'all. I just want to track those people down and say, "YOU ARE RIGHT! I'm sorry!" Walker sleeps through the night now {from about 7 p.m.-6 a.m.}, but man, 6 a.m. comes early - especially because I wake up at 5 a.m. during the weeks to get dressed before he wakes up. Brandon and I were laughing a couple of weeks ago that all we want for our anniversary is sleep. I said, "Babe, we don't even have to go anywhere. Maybe we can just have your mom watch him for two nights and we just stay here and sleep in?" I know this precious time is fleeting, but man, sleeping in until 9 a.m. sounds heavenly. {Although I do get a lot more done on the weekends waking up around 6 or 7 a.m.!} 

"Running" anywhere.
Before Walker was born, we would "run" places. As in, "Hey, I'm going to run to the grocery store. I forgot bread." Or, "I'm going to run to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription." Now, there is no more "running" anywhere: it's a process. Get Walker's diaper changed; make sure we have enough diapers in the diaper bag; load him and all of our stuff in the car seat and car; get where we're going; unload him and the stroller; put him in the stroller; do our shopping; unload groceries in the car; unload Walker out of stroller and into car; collapse stroller and fit in car; drive home; unload Walker…you get the picture. 

This also goes with spontaneity. We used to say things like, "Hey, you want to go to ______ this weekend?" It's not so easy now with the 5,000 things we have to pack, take, travel with, etc. Not that we're lazy in the least; it's just much easier to be in the place that has all of Walker's (and our) stuff. 

Eating a hot meal. Together. At a table. 
I completely took for granted being able to come home from work, change clothes and immediately begin cooking dinner. Now? Ummm, we're lucky if we eat dinner before Walker goes to bed. And if we don't? We are usually eating on the floor next to Walker while he plays on his playmat, or we take turns eating while the other holds him. One day we'll eat as a family together at our table. But until then, our cat, Oliver, is really enjoying the crumbs. 

Taking my time getting ready. 
I will admit that I miss the days of taking my time getting ready in the mornings. You know, those days where you could exfoliate your face, shave your legs, pluck any stray eyebrow hairs, perhaps even leisurely apply your mascara? Yeah, I don't have those days right now. 

Instead, I roll out of bed in the morning and quickly shower, apply make-up while sipping a lukewarm cup of coffee {that I never finish}, and fix my hair…all quickly so I can ensure I'm dressed by the time Walker wakes up. It's a challenge!

Buying things for myself. And only myself. 
I will just say to this: I went to Gap yesterday to check out their summer sale, and I came out $75 poorer and the only person who got anything was Walker. Yeah. 

But seriously, it's not that I don't want to buy things for myself. It's just so much more fun to buy things for Walker! My priorities have definitely shifted. 

Taking non-kid-friendly vacations. 
Liz and I were talking about how our vacations have very much changed since having children. We were having a long conversation about taking our kids to Great Wolf Lodge one day and how fun that would be. Four years ago, I was worried about how many drinks I'd be drinking at our all-inclusive resort. Again, priorities! 

Only worrying about myself. 
I used to only worry about myself. And then when I got married, I worried about Brandon and me. Now? I worry all the time about my sweet Walker. Will he be safe? What kind of world is this I'm bringing him up in? He has a cold; is he okay? Of course, I realize the old adage, "Worrying is like a rocking chair: it gives you something to do, but doesn't get you anywhere," is quite true. But, it's hard to not worry and I definitely took only focusing on myself for granted before Walker came. 

…but all of this to say, having a baby completely shifts your life - for the better. You no longer worry about petty things, because you know they don't matter in the grand scheme of life. And yes, while I loved sleeping in, having more than a couple glasses of wine at times and eating a hot meal whilst having adult conversation, I wouldn't trade my life now for anything. 

2 comments:

  1. I'm not going to lie--this makes me really not want to have kids. Love sleep and impromptu Target runs.

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  2. This is all so true! It gets even nuttier the more you add, merrier but nuttier!

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