I'm exhausted this morning. My wife and I were stupid, and we stayed up until 1am. After the baby woke up and while my wife was giving her a bottle, I tried to sleep for a couple minutes before I had to get ready for work.
The baby wasn't having that. She got up, grabbed my head, and she kept yelling in my ear, "NA NA NA NA!" which is her equivalent of NO! She really doesn't like it when daddy is trying to get some sleep. I can't wait until she's older, and I can go into her room when she's too tired to get out of bed for school, and I can grab her by the head and yell "NA NA NA NA!"
You know how before your baby comes along, you love your pets to death? I mean, they're your babies, right? You coddle them. You take their pictures when they're being cute or stupid. You worry about them. Maybe it sounds cruel, but I can't stand my cats now. They get on my nerves all of the time. It seems like anytime the baby is asleep, that's when they suddenly want to wrestle with each other and snarl at one another while tumbling down the stairs. They sound like a couple of fat wrestlers who have each other pinned to the floor. And every morning when I'm preparing breakfast for the baby, the cats won't leave me alone, crying and crying and crying and begging and begging and begging for food.
What is their problem? I know they still think they're the rulers of the house, but they're not anymore. They need to get over themselves.
I must be a sucker for baby stuff, because this movie to be released by Focus Features looks adorable. I've never had real robust machismo or anything, but still should I find this so cute?
Before we had Baby J., my wife and I were dinks (double income no kids). It was easy getting by. We were able to save up enough money to buy a nice house, a nice car, live in a good neighborhood and have all the amenities. Now that we're parents and my wife stays home with the baby, it isn't enough that we're on a tighter budget, but everything is more expensive now. I'm not just talking about the cost of diapers and formula. My health insurance tripled in cost. The health insurance company refused to cover what it should have for the hospital visits. They constantly try to get out of covering pediatrician visits. Do other people have this problem? And it only keeps getting worse. When Baby J. had bad reflux, we had her on a prescription medicine to ease the pain, and the cost of that kept going up and up and up every time we needed a refill, and the health care company didn't want to cover the cost, because despite the pediatrician saying we should give Baby J. the drug, the health care company knew better and didn't think she should need it. What am I supposed to do? Ignore the pediatrician who has actually seen my daughter and knows her or trust a health care company a thousand miles away that cares more about the bottom line than about parents and their children?
It's not just that either. Taxes have gone up A LOT. My mortgage went up 10% because of taxes. And why have the taxes went up? Because the local school budget is higher this year. But despite it being a higher budget, they just fired a bunch of teachers. Where is all of that extra money going? Well apparently to support the raises of school principals and super intendents who don't need another $20k tacked on to their $250k salary.
On top of all of this, the company I work for scaled back considerably a couple months after Baby J. was born requiring that I get a 5% pay cut. Ug, like I needed that on top of the hospital bills.
The cost of everything keeps going up and up, and we always seem to need more groceries or more clothes or more of something. The pressure really gets to me. I feel like I should be able to enjoy this time with my daughter, not constantly worry about paying the bills. It was really important to me that my baby have her mother with her during these first few years. I think too many problems occur these days with kids who have no parents at home, because they both have to work. My original budget meant we could do so comfortably, but now it's extremely difficult and becoming more and more impossible as time goes by.
I'm so tired of it. And it's starting to make me sick from the worry.
I wonder what the world is like for my baby. I wonder how she manages to process all of the new information she receives each day without having a total meltdown. Sometimes, browsing the web for a couple hours and reading the news can make my head hurt, what must it be like for someone who doesn't know language yet? Who hears a few hundred new words every day? Who sees a few hundred new things each hour? Who doesn't know what something will feel like when she touches it, doesn't know how something will smell when it's brought close to her face, doesn't know how a new food will taste, doesn't know what's hot or cold, what's smooth or rough, what's soft or hard?