Some Days are Better than Others
You can read all the books, and listen to all the advice from moms and dads who’ve seen it all, but you’ll never really understand what it takes to be a parent until you’re there. You’ll never understand the value of never waking a sleeping baby until someone carelessly wakes yours, or why the mug of coffee you made at 5 in the morning, remains on the kitchen counter, untouched, at two in the afternoon, or how this tiny human can sleep for 18 hours of the day and yet leave you completely exhausted.
Today was a hard day. Logan cried all morning, decided not to eat a full feeding, and instead take half feedings every hour, while spitting up after every feeding, and almost always refusing to be put down peacefully, then needing to change his diaper at the exact moment that he did. It’s times like these that can easily drive a person mad. It’s times like these that you wish they could talk, so they could tell you exactly what they needed.
But it’s moments like these, when they are content, when you get a moment to yourself to reflect, when you can finally drink your cup of coffee, that you realize it really wasn’t all that bad.