Yesterday, RJ and I had the privilege of pretending to be E’s parents for the day, since my sister and BIL coincidentally were BOTH in two separate wedding parties. I consider it a huge honor to be one of the possibly two people in the world my sister trusts to watch her baby, the other being her husband. And even then, maybe it’s more like he and I make up one full person she trusts. Just kidding, Jenny! (Don’t take away my E privileges!!!)
She was kind enough to leave us a small list of instructions in how to care for E throughout the day.
Oh wait, did I say small? I meant to say fully detailed with every individual step humanly possible listed in order.
Okay, this isn’t all too surprising given our family’s penchant for lists and Excel spreadsheets. Observe, our color-coded Thanksgiving Excel spreadsheet. Which E had to ruin this year because she decided to be born. #wearetoocoolforschool #ocdrunsinthefamily #maybeskippedtimmy?
So our adventure started out innocent enough, just waiting for E to wake up from her nap. Then I left to go run some errands, and when I got back, Uncle RJ and Uncle Tim (different Tim!) had everything under control and were feeding her. Melt my heart, look at how she’s clutching RJ’s thumb!
Afterwards, Uncle Tim set up a starboard station for E, because what baby doesn’t need a starboard station??
Daisy’s unsure about this new addition.
At about this point, it was time to put E down for another nap. What a baby.
When she woke up, we had to get her ready for the wedding, as well as get ourselves ready. This took a lot more time, effort, and coordination than I thought it would as only one of us could get ready at a time.
And then of course, E had to dance with Uncle RJ to Whistle. (Don’t ask, I don’t know…)
We had to load up our car with a bunch of baby stuff, like a diaper bag, stroller, Baby Bjorn, and wait…what’s this??
And then I had to feed the baby in the car?? Is this what real mommies do multiple times a day every day?? Well, probably not because real mommies probably know how to manage their time better than fake mommy Auntie.
When we got to the wedding, I remembered yet again that I wasn’t a real mommy when I realized that I didn’t put any shoes or socks on E and that I had forgotten to bring a blanket. But don’t worry, Uncle RJ and Uncle Tim to the rescue again!
So RJ, E, and I sat in a pew on the side of the church by all the other real mommies and daddies. We all exchanged knowing smiles that said, “Hey. I see you there with your baby. I have one too. Man, lets hope they don’t cause a ruckus during the wedding, that’d be embarrassing! But I’d understand. Because I have a baby too.” All that, communicated in just one look. You really wouldn’t understand if you don’t have kids.
As my sister walked down the aisle, I mentioned that it’d be funny if RJ held E out like Simba in the beginning of The Lion King for Jenny to see. Uncle Tim totally got on board with that and egged RJ on, so if you were at that wedding and wondering what the deal was with that one hairy guy who was holding up a baby like a baby lion during the bridesmaid processional, well…now you know.
In the middle of the ceremony, E started fussing a little, so I had to take her to the back and calm her down. My sister told me she might need a nap so I clumsily tried to put this Snooze Shade thing on the stroller like a n00b, which made Miss Thang fuss even more. So I took off the Snooze Shade, and this is all this fool wants to do.
Unfortunately, we didn’t get to join in all the fun at the reception because of E’s bedtime, but we did get to snap one “family” shot of us to commemorate the day.
And then RJ battled the evil stroller for about five minutes. I was far too entertained to take a picture, but it was reminiscent of that scene in Zoolander where Zoolander and Owen Wilson were battling the computers like wild apes.
E took a quick cat nap and woke up when we were at an In N Out drive thru. Neither of us could see whether she was awake, as this was our view:
RJ and I got to do E’s bedtime routine together, which was fun practice for real parenthood. I think we’ll make a good team. :) We started out with bath time.
And then a final bottle.
RJ and I had a fun time being parents for the day. If you remember from one of my previous posts, I have some fears about motherhood. This day definitely quelled a lot of fears, in that it wasn’t totally overwhelming and I really enjoyed it a lot.
Having RJ as a partner in crime, a partner in life, and a partner in parenting plays a huge role in my growing comfort in mommyhood, because I know that no matter what, he isn’t going to leave me to care for our children on my own. And strangely enough, working for the past month and a half has given me the same reassurance, in that in those moments where I am silently freaking out because I don’t know what to say or do, God always gives me what I need for the moment, whether its the words to say, the thing to do, or the presence of mind and peace to have as I manage difficult situations. With God and my husband by my side, I am going to be okay. I know it.
Anyways, thanks for reading. :)
And if you were unable to decipher my post from last week, my recent lack of posts has been due to my brain feeling like mush after work and the inability to form intelligible thoughts. I’m still trying to figure out my capacity, so hopefully I’ll be back up and running on a more regular basis soon!