Tuesday, September 11, 2012
The "P" Word
Okay, I didn’t pee my pants (for once). But convincing my doctor that I hadn’t peed, and was indeed, giving birth, was an entirely different challenge.
“I’m pretty sure I'm having a baby,” I said.
“Give it 36 hours,” she said.
Sure enough, 36 hours later, I had a 36-hour-old baby.
There’s a reason they call it “practicing medicine”.
I’ve been “practicing parenting” ever since.
Just when I think I have this kid figured out, she does something crazy.
If she sleeps for eight hours straight, the next night she wakes up every 15.5 seconds. If she devours green beans, the next day she spews them on the wall. If she begs to watch The Muppets, the next moment she cries at the mention of Miss Piggy.
I’m not gonna lie. I’m getting some mixed signals. And I hear it’s only worse as kids approach the age of two.
So excuse me while I say a little prayer, promise to do my best, and make a visit the restroom so I can change my shorts…
Q4U: What's the most surprising part of "practicing" writing for you?
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