My eldest, Charles, is going to be 4 years old in about a week. My daughter, Amélie, just turned 2 about a couple of months ago. My littlest one, Elliot, is going to be 5 months old in a few days. My days can get pretty darned hectic (or downright crazy), luckily, I’ve found ways to maintain my sanity.
- Elliot sucks at tummy time and I don’t care. He’s going to be 5 months old in under a week and he still struggles to lift that big ol’ head of his off the ground. Sure I try to get him to exercise his muscles at least once a day (most days I manage), but it’s usually propped up over his nursing pillow, or doing the airplane or some of the other methods I use. But “pure” tummy-on-blanket-straight-on-the-floor tummy time is not one of his strengths.
- I don’t care what my toddlers look like when they get out of the house – as long as they are dressed in weather-appropriate clothing. I want you to picture something in your heads. Imagine an almost 4-year-old toddler with dark grey sweatpants (that are the wrong side around), a blue plaid button-up shirt, a yellow patterned bow tie and missmatching socks. Now I want you to imagine this almost 4 year old putting on a red fleece coat with a blue poncho (with tassels) over top and completing the look with fingerless gloves, fireman rain boots and a bright orange earflap beanie. That was Charles recently. Unfortunately, he didn’t let me take a picture of him.
- I don’t bathe my kids every day. In fact, sometimes I skip a day or two or three and then bring them in the shower with me the next morning to give them a quick wash before bringing them to daycare. And speaking of showers…
- I don’t shower every day. I used to shower every day. I used to love showers. Then, I had kids. Nowadays showers usually include one to three kiddos in the washroom with me. These days, a shower is a luxury. A shower where I can be completely alone is almost a Haley’s comet sighting type event.
- You never know what you’re going to walk into when you come through the door of my house. Sometimes, it looks like it’s run by someone who has her sh*t together, sometimes it looks like freaking Tornado Alley. I may not have a Pinterest Perfect house, but I’m okay with that, because what I have works for me.
- I sometimes bring Elliot in bed with me. Recently the little one went through a wonder week, a growth spurt and teething (yup, he cut his first pearly white a couple of weeks ago) and I had a supply drop due to the onset of my period. These were not happy days (and horrible nights). To save my sanity, I brought the kid in bed with me to nurse a couple of times so that I could get a bit of shut-eye.
So, there you have it. These are six of the things that I have let go of to keep my sanity. What kinds of concessions have you made since becoming a parent?