Unexpected difficulties of motherhood
From the day Logan and I decided we were ready to have a child, we knew it would be a difficult journey. But, as Cici’s first birthday approaches, I have found myself pondering some oddities I didn’t expect to spend so much time worrying about.
We both had demanding jobs when our daughter was born, with mine requiring me to be on call all hours of the day and night if needed. I knew there would be days I would have to pick between following up on the latest crime or spending time with my daughter. I knew there would be sleepless nights and a lot of worry. I knew there would be sickness and unnecessary tears and poop in places there should never be poop.
But, with Cici’s first birthday quickly approaching on Oct. 26, I have to often laugh at myself for worrying about things I never expected.
Case-in-point: sippy cups.
When it came to bottles, it was easy. I did my research. As a newborn, she couldn’t really argue with a bottle other than how it treated her belly. We are first-time parents, so the expensive bottles had to do the trick.
But now, our little DQ (short for drama queen) has an opinion. She can’t speak it at 11 months old, but by golly she makes it known.
She has six teeth now, so we are making the transition from bottle to sippy cup. My first step was a weird sippy-bottle hybrid which was supposed to help her get used to the feel of no longer using a bottle. She liked it well enough, so after a couple of weeks, I was feeling pretty confident and decided to try her first real sippy.
Let’s just say the confidence didn’t last long. Have you stepped foot into the baby aisle lately? It’s a menagerie of dozens of different types of cups, each one claiming to be better than the next. I’m still not sure how four different types of cups in different brands can all be the most recommended type, but I digress.
There are soft nipples and hard nipples and minimal nipples and no nipples, with the ability to sip from a spout or just from the edge of the cup because there’s no spout. There are single handles and two handles and no handles. So many options.
After four failed attempts, and more drops of formula on my daughter’s face than I’d care to admit from junk cups, we’ve finally settled on the nipple-less, spout-less, handle-less sippy she can drink from any angle.
Welcome to motherhood.
Sabrina is the editor of the Greene County Daily World. She can be reached at sabrinagcdw@gmail.com.
- -- Posted by changeitup on Tue, Nov 6, 2018, at 10:20 AM
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