With babies come changes. What was once a wild night out kind of relationship is now quite the opposite.
I have learned this the hard way. When you're sitting in the seat during take off, husband and mother in law sleeping next to you, baby with poop up her back and down her legs...
Dr Chen even learned a tiny bit of English to use with me at my visits. She was so amazing! I called her "my Chinese mammy".
Oh, day two. You weren't told about this. Is there something wrong with your baby? Why is he/ she crying so much. Why won't they settle? Ouch, your boobs! Your nipples! Your milk is definitely in now but its gone hard. Why are your boobs so hard? And sore? Your baby wants to feed again? But why? Is your milk not good enough? Are you even sure you have milk? Surely a baby this small doesn't need that much milk? Is this even real?
If you can imagine the Tasmanian Devil zooming in through your house and destroying/ upending every damned thing in sight. That is our sweet little toddler. And people say that boys are the destructive ones