Friends and family ask about babies as soon as you say, “I do.” It’s a funny question to be asked in 2013 because having children is more optional now than it ever has been. Not to say I don’t want kids one day, like I’ve mentioned before.
Zach and I are even intimidated by the thought of a dog right now. “What would our lives look like if a dog got involved?” It’s a scary thought… At least it’s scarier than it sounds.
My 2nd oldest brother beat my oldest brother to the punch. Not only was he married 3 years sooner, but he and his wife recently had a baby boy. DJ is the most precious little thing I’ve ever seen, like he’s straight out of a movie with his bright blonde hair, blue eyes, and one little dimple. Who can argue with one tiny, adorable dimple? No one can. No one.
Yes, I know, He is unbearably cute.
You’re likely catching on by now. I love my nephew, but DJ has taught me the most valuable of lessons in the last six months. If your baby doesn’t sleep, neither will you. And if you’re not ready to have your world rocked, refrain from reproducing.
I have watched my darling sister-in-law, Kris, go from a high energy woman in her mid twenties to a sleep deprived mother. The transition has been hard for me to watch, so I can only imagine how it’s affecting her. You see, DJ was always a fussy newborn. It’s cute when the whole family is trying to cheer the baby up at once, but when everyone goes home, the parents fly solo.
I’m twenty-three years old, and I value my bedtime. If I don’t get my nine hours, things get out of hand. Maybe it’s a maturity thing, or maybe I just need to be willing to make the sacrifice. Either way, I am not ready to give it up.
I am completely convinced that having a baby is a blessing, and I see all of the joy that DJ brings to his parents. But I do believe that watching Kris’s experience has exposed me to the reality of motherhood.
