I’m a 24-year-old wife and new mom to our daughter “Baby G”, as I refer to her in my blogs. She is the new adventure in our marriage and the smile bringer to our everyday. She is the main character in my stories lately, as she teaches me something new every day. I love writing about her and the everyday happenings of mommy life, so I’m extremely excited to join this blogging group!
“Oh, Daddy did her hair today. ” What a statement; an expression so common from the mouths of moms everywhere. A defensive move to protect mom and youngins from all those creatures just waiting to pounce on the unsuspecting victims of crooked pigtails…
I love the days my hubby gets Baby G ready – for so many reasons. And no, I don’t believe that leaving the house with Baby G in an unorthodox outfit poses any threat to our safety.
Reason #1. On the mornings when he gets up before me and gets Baby G ready for the day, I get to start off my day by laying in bed, listening over the monitor as the two of them spend precious bonding moments together. I get to listen to Baby G’s giggles as he sings her silly songs. I am amused by the commentary he provides as he laments the buttons on her little outfits as opposed to zippers. (He is perplexed at the idea of why any baby clothes company would choose to put snap buttons, or even worse, those pesky little traditional buttons, on their products instead of the trusted, easy to use zippers). Yes, on the mornings when my hubby gets Baby G ready to go, I get to lay in bed with the most beautiful radio-monitor entertainment. I would choose this radio programming over C95’s Break the Bank any day.
Reason #2. On the days he gets Baby G ready to go, I get to look at her outfit all day (or as long as it lasts, which all moms know is almost always less than a day) and be reminded of the special effort that he put into selecting her clothes. Are the outfits he chooses for her what I would choose? Almost never. Actually, I can say with 99% certainty that the outfits he chooses for Baby G are never outfits that I would put together. But he selects her outfits in meticulous, thoughtful ways that put a smile on my face. One morning recently, he walked down the stairs with Baby G, announcing to me that she was having a Grey Cloudy day. He demonstrated to me how she was modeling grey pants, with grey socks, a grey sweater, and a grey, clouded bib. Would I ever dress our virtually bald baby girl, who already gets called a handsome baby boy by strangers, in all grey? No, I wouldn’t. But he did, and I loved every bit of the thought he put into her themed outfit. On the days he dresses her, I get to look at her all day long and think, ‘wow, you have one awesome, caring Daddy’.
Reason #3. The last reason I love when he dresses her isn’t as sentimental. It is plainly and simply because it gives me a break. Taking care of a baby all day is hard work. I absolutely love my life, don’t get me wrong, but taking care of Baby G is tiring and the wonderful little bit of help it provides when he dresses her in the mornings before he leaves for work, is an awesome little treat. This is my hubby telling me, “We are a team in this parenting thing” and I know he means it.
I love the days my hubby gets Baby G ready to go. And this is why you won’t hear me mutter “Her daddy dressed her today”. Unless, of course I’m poking fun at him like I did a bit in this blog. But as parents, your little one provides you with an immense amount of joy and laughter, and sometimes it comes at the expense of each other. And this is just another reason to love being a mom so darn much!