To all my new-parent friends:
it gets better.
Soon enough, your baby will be sleeping through the night. It might take some sleep training, some bottle feeding and lots of tears, but he will. He might sleep through the night for a whole week or even two! It gets better.
The days of nursing will soon be done. She won’t rely solely on you for nourishment. You’ll be able to leave for longer than a few hours without rushing home to feed or pump. And pumping? That’s 15 or 20 minutes every four hours you get to take a break at work. It’s ok if you can only pump one or two ounces at a time. Formula will be just fine. It gets better.
Pretty soon he’ll be rolling over, crawling and even walking. You might even look back on this non-mobile phase of his life with fondness since you can still have pretty things in your house. Soon he’ll be smiling and laughing and it won’t just be gas related. It gets better.
Baby talk will soon turn into real words. All of those baby books you’ve read 100 times are soon memorized and you’ll marvel when she says her first word (spoiler alert: it will probably be “dada”) and her first sentence. Pretty soon she’ll talk all the time and there’s not enough space on your iPhone to capture all the funny phrases. It gets better.
Infants are hard work. Your world has been turned upside down and it’s never going to be the same. But you’re better because he’s here. That parental tiredness becomes the new normal and you barely will remember the time you could stay up until 11.
Remember my parenting mantra: the days are long but the years are short.