Hubby and I have this thing we say after we notice how drastic our life has changed since we’ve had peanut – we say “you know you’re a parent when…” and then we fill in the blank with whatever gross, unexpected, or baffling thing has occurred.
And so begins my “You know you’re a parent when” series:
#1 When asked by your partner how your shower (overdue, as usual) was, the one and only word that comes to mind is “glorious.”
#2 You look forward to said showers for uninterrupted “me” time.
#3 You catch your child’s throwup with your bare hands.
#4 Poopy diapers become a morning, noon, night, breakfast, lunch, and dinner conversation. *you were worried there for a second, weren’t you?
#5 Going to the grocery store, bathroom, or anywhere really is an accomplishment.
#6 You actually do not mind picking your child’s nose.
#7 You get up and realize that you have an unused open diaper stuck to your butt.
#8 You lift your child up for the sole purpose of sniffing their diaper.
Do you have some of your own “you know you’re a parent when“-isms?