You are 100 percent onboard for whatever this is: It’s an amazing, entirely alien way to exist. Your sleep-wake cycles have literally no meaning. You have a newborn infant, and you live on newborn time - beautiful, goalless newborn time.
There’s no sense that there was any life before this, or that it will ever be any different. Some days you don’t sleep, some days you do it almost doesn’t matter. Time has no meaning, day and night barely exist. The Exquisite Boredom of Vacation With a Toddler But before you get to almost any of that, there are the long and sometimes arduous months lived almost wholly isolated from your former life: Friends might pop in and out, but there you are, fully jacked into the Matrix. One day you feed your baby her first taste of sweet potatoes and, before you know it, she’s opening cabinets and handing you boxes of macaroni.
#New life with my daughter juggage full#
Though that first year is full of classic “milestones” - head control, sitting up, crawling - there are countless other things that happen along the way. As a mother, you learn to accept these changes so quickly you barely notice, not because you don’t care, but because, by the time you turn to write it down in your baby book, something new, and even more impressive, has taken its place. Even the fact that she uses the toilet - pees into it, wipes herself, and then flushes, waving, “Bye, pee!” - is an earth-shattering development, one of many that happen every day. She wakes up each day with new words and new skills just yesterday she edged herself off her little plastic toilet seat onto the ground without my help. Life with my daughter - so close to 2 now that I simply tell people she is 2 - is full of everyday surprises.
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