“Nap when the baby naps” . Until I became a mom, I never understood. Now I’d like to apologize to anybody I’ve ever said this to. And to everyone who keeps telling me this, go eat a denim jacket.
That is it. This concludes the post. If you know, then you know.
Yes, it’s difficult because, on the one hand, I want to prioritize spending every moment with my kid, but on the other, I can’t live in filth! Someone needs to scrub the bathrooms! Housework cannot actually wait FOREVER.
Exactly! Our kitchen has so little counter space that I have to do the dishes religiously. If the dishwasher and sink are full, where will I drain pasta, and how will I handle raw meat juice? I’m not just going to throw that on some dishes in the sink.
And yes, I am at home with them all day. For my mental health, I would like that it not be a cesspool lol.
I can’t stop thinking about my mom saying “oh!” when she went to use the restroom because I hadn’t cleaned the toilet in a few weeks. 1) Was it clean enough? Yes. 2) Did she inquire where my cleaning materials were and then go after them? No.
Just make sure they’re wearing gloves and the window is open. Is that correct? Tiny lungs and sensitive skin? Lol
Seriously, I make a point of not becoming this person, noticing something that requires attention while a new mother is busy. Of course, offer and ask so that it is not offensive. However, even tiny changes can have a significant impact.
I don’t always keep a nice home, but I HATE it when others think I don’t lol. It’s been difficult and embarrassing for me to invite people over when I don’t have time or energy to do things like clean the toilet. Unsurprisingly, having my own mother scoff at it rather than offer to assist (or at least offer after scoffing) did not help.
I have stopped being courteous, regardless of the person’s age. Just say it deadpan, or say it like “fuck me,” right? Lol" tone. I believe it makes people think about what they’ve said.
I had such high anxiety during the first six weeks of my son’s life. As a first-time mom, I didn’t realize how stressed and depressed I would feel. When my son would fall asleep, I would immediately start cleaning bottles so they could dry in time for me to prep the formula for his next feeding. The thought of scrambling to get a bottle ready while he was screaming was unbearable.
The tasks that required multiple steps really wore me out. After cleaning bottles, he would need a diaper change, then I had to pump, and the cycle would repeat. There’s only so much others can help with.
Luckily, we’re past some of the newborn phase now, and things have gotten better.
God, yes! My mother says this all the time to me! Yes, but when he is asleep or playing, I could do the dishes or clean the bathroom. I don’t need to stare at him all the time, and I’d rather not live in a filthy hovel!