There are
so many things that I said I would never do as a parent that I have already done. Here are a few examples:
1) I said that I would not co-sleep. Yet, I have brought Will into our bed. . . many, many times. Although I would say that he
generally sleeps through the night in his own crib, we still take the occasional nap together and there was a night ;ess than a week ago where I didn't know what else to do with him at 2 AM and he got to come into bed for a couple of hours.
2) I laughed (not out loud, but on the inside) at people that made their own baby-food. Will has not had a premade baby food (outside of teething biscuits and baby oatmeal) in
weeks. I don't do it because I am "too good" for baby food, I do it because I enjoy it and it saves money. The kid loves to eat.
3) I vowed to clean up my fowl language and that my baby's first word would not be of the four-letter variety. And just today, when I dropped a glass plate that I loved and it broke into three gazillion pieces, I let out a string of extremely inappropriate such words. Will just laughed at me, but I could see his little mind storing each little nugget for future use. No doubt in public.
These are just a few examples and Will is a mere seven months old. I can only imagine how many times I will be eating my own words in the coming days, weeks, months, and years. What have you done that you swore you wouldn't since becoming a parent? Or if you are still waiting on your miracle, what is it that you swear you won't do? Go on, I won't say I told you so. . . because I probably have already done it or will very soon!
1) I said that I would not co-sleep. Yet, I have brought Will into our bed. . . many, many times. Although I would say that he generally sleeps through the night in his own crib, we still take the occasional nap together and there was a night ;ess than a week ago where I didn't know what else to do with him at 2 AM and he got to come into bed for a couple of hours.
2) I laughed (not out loud, but on the inside) at people that made their own baby-food. Will has not had a premade baby food (outside of teething biscuits and baby oatmeal) in weeks. I don't do it because I am "too good" for baby food, I do it because I enjoy it and it saves money. The kid loves to eat.
3) I vowed to clean up my fowl language and that my baby's first word would not be of the four-letter variety. And just today, when I dropped a glass plate that I loved and it broke into three gazillion pieces, I let out a string of extremely inappropriate such words. Will just laughed at me, but I could see his little mind storing each little nugget for future use. No doubt in public.
These are just a few examples and Will is a mere seven months old. I can only imagine how many times I will be eating my own words in the coming days, weeks, months, and years. What have you done that you swore you wouldn't since becoming a parent? Or if you are still waiting on your miracle, what is it that you swear you won't do? Go on, I won't say I told you so. . . because I probably have already done it or will very soon!