You know how sometimes every single person around you is totally getting on your nerves? Your kids, your spouse, that driver in front of you…they’re all jerks, right? And so if you decide to snap and go off on them a little (or a lot), it’s 100% justified, because everybody really, really deserves it.
You know that feeling you get when you pack some bags, grab your kids, and head to the airport brimming with confidence that your entire family flight experience will be easy, effortless and enjoyable?
Of course not. No one does. Because that feeling does not actually exist.
Today we celebrated Saint Patrick’s Day like this:
and it reminded us of when we used to celebrate it like this:
It also reminded us of the time we went to Ireland on St. Patrick’s Day for our big “babymoon” vacation right before we started having kids. Here are some of the shenanigans we got ourselves into back then:
By the time you get to be an adult, you probably have thousands upon thousands of song lyrics bouncing all around inside your brain. And every so often, you might want to belt a few of those lyrics out.
Normally, this isn’t a problem.
Singing in the shower or rockin’ out with the car radio are some of the most widely relatable human experiences we have. Everybody does it – including us parents.
But what happens when the song you’re itching to sing is full of adults-only lyrics – featuring sex, drugs and rock and/or roll – yet your sweet, innocent, adorable, little angel baby is sitting right beside you?
Earplugs are certainly an option. But we don’t think it’s your best bet.
We say you should be able to sing whatever songs you want in front of your kids – you just have to clean up the dirty parts first!
Well technically, you don’t actually die, but a version of you sure does. It’s that version of you that thinks heading out to the bars at 11:30 pm is a good idea. The you that sleeps until noon every single Saturday. And the you that’s never more than a dare away from hopping in the car for a last-second road trip to Vegas.
Do you remember that you? If your answer is “Barely, because I have kids now and that old me is long since dead and buried,” we hear you. But if your answer is “Of course I remember – I just did all that stuff last week,” then you, our childless friend, are exactly who we need to be talking to right now!
Every year, countless brave, adventurous souls leap far outside their comfort zones to do something absolutely crazy…
They have kids.
Or maybe they go to New Orleans to celebrate Mardi Gras.
The truth is, we have a hard time telling the difference. Because when you really think about it, there is no difference between parenting children and going totally wild on Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras.
My two-year-old daughter still sucks her thumb when she is tired and drifting off to sleep. Lately though, she does it during the day, she’s sucked on a younger child’s pacifier at daycare, and she sucks on a toy pacifier that came with one of her dolls. Is she regressing developmentally? Could the fact that I am pregnant and talking about “the baby” a lot be making her want to do “baby” things?
Regressing to earlier developmental behavior, like thumbsucking and bottle or pacifier use, is a very common reaction to the news of a new sibling. (Just like increased beerbottle use is a common reaction to baby news for many first-time dads.)