Me and SkyeIf there's one thing I've learned in the eight weeks since my daughter was born, it's that nothing could be a bigger learning curve than motherhood. Every day presents a new mystery, and with each one solved, I feel slightly less clueless. Slightly being the operative word.
A quick perusal of my browser history is proof of my naivety: Google searches on everything from eczema to birthmarks to hiccups, all hoping to prove that whatever's "wrong" with my newborn is normal. And it almost always is. Same goes for trips to the doctor. I arrive armed with a list of questions and concerns, and leave with "OK" marked next to each one of them.
I know, I know, it hasn't even been two months. Did I think I'd know it all by now? Not really. In a year, I'll probably be doing Google searches on 100 other things. And forget about when she's a teenager. The world will be much different than when I was a teen, and I'll be a fish on dry land.
Then again, that December day in the delivery room seems like centuries ago. I'm no longer scared to hold this fragile, tiny person. The aches and pains of breastfeeding have disappeared. I actually sleep (knock on wood). I can change a diaper in 30 seconds. At the time, everything seemed like a major hurdle, but I got through it ... ready to tackle the next challenge.
Maybe I'm not as clueless as I think. Nevertheless, keep those comments coming! I'm learning.
Did you feel totally clueless as a new mom? Did that ever change?