After your baby has come to meet you in the world, you feel as though you are on cloud 9, (most likely it may be the drugs), The first maybe week being sleeped deprived feels like nothing. You almost start to think " wow who knew I could be up every 2 hours and still feel so rested?"
Don't worry though by the time week 3 hits and you have started to see how a shower is a luxury and brushing your teeth is something you may get around between running to the bathroom. And the bathroom break may be something done with company (the baby) . A hot meal is something you dream about. Clothes that don't have pee, shit, or puck on them is couture. That's when you start to realize you need your sleep! This is a real parent moment, it's is 100% ok to let someone help you. It's ok to let that wonderful addition to your family whipper a little and make that pot of coffee. The best thing about being home all day with that wonderful baby blob is they don;t care if you haven't brushed your teeth and you think fur is starting to grow on them. And that baby certainly doesn't care if you smell, most likely what ever you smell like was probably projected from them any way!
I know with all three of my kids I still found it hard to balance the pain of knowing if I didn't go to the bathroom soon I was going to pee in my pants, and then I mind as will put a diaper on myself. or should I change the diaper that is so full of poop it may not be papering my baby any more. Don't feel bad if you decide to pee first, it doesn't make you a bad parent it just makes you a real one!
Ok i know ever one has seen and secretly judge the parents that are all decked out to the nines to go to the grocery store with their hair done heels on makeup on, Just to let you know that's not a real person that is a stepford wife, and there is no way in heel that is the average person. Don't get me wrong I do like looking nice and getting up early and making sure my hair looks nice and putting on makeup and making sure my kids look as sweet as a picture. But I also realize the world will not fall apart if my hair is a little sub-par, that's what they make head bands and hats for. And if make up isn't on who cares I won't be stoned in public. And if my kids have stain on their shirt, what ever they did it and I'm sure they would have done the same thing to a shirt that didn't have a stain on it!
of course there's the other kind of parent who has decided they will just go ahead and give up on the world, the mom that has decided track suits are the new best thing, or their jeans now need to be just under their teeth, since they haven't lost the additional baby weight they have put on. I think the last one is my favorite. I happen to work in retail and in no way think that by having children I need to look like some hot mess that has just crawled out of Michael Jackson's thriller video! And ever time I have some one look at me and tell me they need a pair of jeans to come up higher so their muffin top doesn't show, all I can think of is the old mom jeans, the pair that are smaller in the waist and are so big in the hips and ass it looks like the Ringling brothers have come to town, the pair that are a little to short and look like a flood may start, at any moment. Come on women there is no reason in hell to let your self completely loose a sense of some kind of style because you had kids. I always say " just because I have kids it doesn't mean I'm dead". And don't worry women there are the dads out there that do the same thing! The dad that has decided to start wearing a fanny pack, what the hell, leave that ugly thing where it belongs, in the 80's. And knee high socks the sandals. I still have not figured out who first did that and thought it looked ok! I suppose it must have either a blind man or someone who has never seen a mirror. And the best thing is there are men out there that do both ( my best friends dad).
Unfortunately their is nothing out there that will stop you from going a little crazy and loosing your mind, but don't worry little by little it will come back and then the terrible 2's start...
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