I would now like to present a list of things that I panicked about with Addie that turned out to be nothing worth panicking about.
- all things.
- every little thing.
- the works.
- and everything else.
There was actually a time I worried that I would have to learn how to swaddle a three year old. Cody worried that she’d never have any manual dexterity because I kept scratch mitts on her for the first two weeks. I was pretty sure she’d take a bottle to preschool, diapers to Kindergarten and still have a binky in middle school on top of the fact that she’d never sleep in a real bed ever.
The kid learned to sleep unswaddled after a couple of nights.
She has the manual dexterity of a surgeon. (you know, more or less.)
The switch from bottle to sippy was seamless and complete in one day.
She was fully potty trained by within a couple of weeks. (albeit LONG weeks.)
She not only sleeps in a real bed without falling out, she can sleep in a bunk bed without falling out.
And while the binky was by far the most traumatic of all the aforementioned events? She still loves me, can walk in a straight line and form complete sentences.
To those of you who have yet to become moms, freaking out is fun! It’s a part of this whole process! I’d be ridiculous to tell you not to freak out because you’re going to freak out no matter what because if you break this kid? IT’S YOUR FAULT. Or at least that’s what society wants you to believe. You’re not going to break your kid. Or maybe you will once, and you’ll feel horrible but really, it’s okay, they’re resilient little critters.
If you already are a mom (or dad), do tell, what did you freak out over that ended up being nothing at all? I’d like some comforting reassurance that my inevitable panic episodes with this next baby are totally justifiable. I know my mom worried my handwriting would never EVER be legible. Not only is my handwriting legible, IT’S FONT WORTHY. HA!
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