You know you're a new mom when....
You know you're a new mom when..
After laying your child down for a nap, you spend 10 minutes hovered over her just to watch her breathe.
You are very causious while your baby is asleep, afriad that every chew or swallow you make will wake her into a screaming fit.
All of your subscriptions to Cosmopolitan, Glamour and Allure subscriptions have been replaced by subscriptions to Parents, Parenting and American Baby.
You've mastered the ability to pee, shower, shave, brush teeth, comb hair, and get dressed in 15 minutes.
You can strike up a conversation with a total stranger just as long as you both have babies with you.
Instead of talking to your best friend about what you guys are doing on Friday night, you find yourself talking about her son's penis infection and your daughter's pooping habits.
The aroma in your bedroom has gone from the combination of weed and body spray to baby powder and baby's dirty diapers.
You are convinced that your baby is cuter than any baby you come across on the street or in a magazine.
You are able to talk on the phone, eat dinner, rock your baby in her bouncy chair, and fold laundry all while kicking your mom's ass in answering todays Jeopardy questions correctly.
You cry harder than your baby does whenever she gets a shot.
I'll come up with more later..
After laying your child down for a nap, you spend 10 minutes hovered over her just to watch her breathe.
You are very causious while your baby is asleep, afriad that every chew or swallow you make will wake her into a screaming fit.
All of your subscriptions to Cosmopolitan, Glamour and Allure subscriptions have been replaced by subscriptions to Parents, Parenting and American Baby.
You've mastered the ability to pee, shower, shave, brush teeth, comb hair, and get dressed in 15 minutes.
You can strike up a conversation with a total stranger just as long as you both have babies with you.
Instead of talking to your best friend about what you guys are doing on Friday night, you find yourself talking about her son's penis infection and your daughter's pooping habits.
The aroma in your bedroom has gone from the combination of weed and body spray to baby powder and baby's dirty diapers.
You are convinced that your baby is cuter than any baby you come across on the street or in a magazine.
You are able to talk on the phone, eat dinner, rock your baby in her bouncy chair, and fold laundry all while kicking your mom's ass in answering todays Jeopardy questions correctly.
You cry harder than your baby does whenever she gets a shot.
I'll come up with more later..