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the first three months I never wanted children, in fact i never wanted to be the domesticated housewife with children. I now find myself living the life i never wanted. Have you ever seen the women in the grocery store or the mall that looks like a bus has hit them? I am that women except a freight train has hit me, i am a new mom of a 3mnth old baby. I have discovered all my advice i used to give to friends and family pre baby to be biting me in the ass. Like the "oh let her cry", i have discovered that just letting your baby cry is heart wrenching not to mention ear piercing. Also i have found that family memebers with children are and abundance of useless information and opinions that did nothing but confuse me and make things harder. So far it has been not so bad, i'm sure women have it alot harder. He cries when he's hungry, bored, tired. He screams if i havent figured out that he's still hungry because he happens to be going through another growth sprut i hadn't been aware of. He screams if i havent put him down for a nap fast enough and now he's over tired, he cries if i put him down for a nap to soon and doesnt want to be in his crib. He cries when he goes in his carseat and is tired, thankfully he sleeps when he gets in the car. I have noticed this unsaid "competition of moms" the oh my baby rolled over sooner than yours, or the oh my baby is bigger than yours. Its this strange who has the most advanced baby between moms i have never been aware of. I'm finding it a bit ridiculous but oddly entertaining.
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