7 Ways I've Screwed Up in My Baby's First Year
The past 12 months with my baby daughter have been a whirlwind of special moments, major milestones and precious bonding. It has also been a time of parenting mishaps, from mild flubs to epic fails. Yes, just as this year has brought many "OOOoohhs" and "AAaaahhhs," it was sadly filled with "Oh Crap!" moments as well. Here are just 7 ways I've managed to screw up in my baby's first year—though there are no doubt more ways than these, and more ways than I'd like to admit.
I Let My Baby Fall Off The Bed...Twice
I don’t know how it happened. I took my eyes and hands off her for what seemed like two seconds to grab a diaper when she was just 4 months old, and I turned around to see a little baby body tumbling to the ground. The worst, most embarrassing part was that my husband, my 10-year-old son and I, all of us, were in the room with her when it happened. We spent the next 20 minutes taking turns falling off the bed to test how hard she hit the ground from the height of the bed. The doctor laughed at us, and seemed to indicate that those things happen. And she had us feeling better. But then it happened again a month later. Epic. Fail.
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I Let Her Put My Phone Out of Commission with Her Drool
It was a very big mistake for me to intentionally hand my baby daughter my music-playing phone in hopes that it would calm her down on the descent of a busy, crowded flight. She ended up quieting my phone instead. In my frantic effort to distract her from a meltdown, I ended up sacrificing my phone.
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I Didn't Memorialize My Baby's Hands and Feet
I ventured from baby boutique to baby boutique looking for the perfect hand and footprint keepsake kit. Just when I decided to create my own, cool imprint memento, I got sidetracked by other newborn-related things, like extreme exhaustion to begin with and then somehow it just never happened. I never got imprints of her itty bitty, newborn feet.
I Lost Her Dried Up Umbilical Cord (and Found It Later in My Purse)
When it fell off I cried for an hour because “my baby was growing up too fast” (hello, hormones). And when I managed to misplace it, I cried for a day (please settle down, hormones). But it was all good in the end when I found the dried up, little cord-nugget in my purse a week later. How the hell did it get there? I will never know. I’m just thankful I didn’t mistake it for a raisin.
I Went to Lunch With a Friend—Not Only Forgetting to Pack a Change of Clothes But Also Failing to Re-Stock It with Diapers
And of course, that would be the time that she would have one of the most massive, over-flowing, lava-like poops in all of baby history. I had to throw her trousers away and carry her out wrapped in my sweater.
I Snipped the Tip of Her Finger Open While Cutting Her Nails
There’s nothing I fear more than making one false move while trimming my baby’s microscopic-sized nails with a cumbersome and sharp, albeit baby-sized, nail clipper. And my fears were realized when she jerked her hand at the exact moment of clamp down, and I cut her finger. She was so tiny and way too little to know what had just happened. Until that very moment, I’d never heard her wail in pain like that.
We Sleep-Trained Her and Then We Un-Sleep-Trained Her
My husband and I kept to a very strict sleep schedule with my daughter, and it benefited us all. She would fall asleep on her own at the same time every night and was able to self-soothe and put herself back to sleep if she woke before morning. We were all getting rest and feeling good. But when my daughter was 7 months old, we moved homes and had guests all summer, and it threw us all off. For the following two months, when my daughter woke in the night, my husband and I would put her in bed with us. And she would proceed to toss and turn and wake often throughout the night. We’d all look so messed up in the mornings. For TWO MONTHS. We were too tired to do anything else and felt guilty that we had disrupted her sleep pattern with the move. Looking back, we realize we didn’t do that right.
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