These seem to be the cardinal sins of being a parent — when you introduce any of the above. So far, I’m batting 2 out of 3, and if it helped him sleep, I would park the baby in front of the TV without guilt. Sorry. I did have a moment when I fed the baby formula. One friend who wanted to visit during a feeding was like “What about those nursing covers? Can I get you one?” And I’m like dude, maybe, if feeding were some peaceful, Mother Nature activity. For me and Sasquatch, it’s like a battle of wills where we wrestle till the other acquiesces (usually me). One late night, I had had enough and broke out formula and it totally felt like the equivalent of an alcoholic breaking out the vodka.
Another lesson — baby folds of flesh can be very deep. Like I just discovered a bit of severe diaper rash last night at 1 a.m. that may have been there for a while, but that’s because I had no idea that baby rolls were that DEEP. (Sorry, no other word comes to mind). That did make me feel guilty.
Finally — my other lesson learned this week? Hand sanitizer really hurts when you have a paper cut. Thank you.