I know just as much about parenting as my husband.
I’ll ask for his advice about the baby.
He’ll say, “I don’t know,” with a genuine shrug and a clueless look.
That’s when it hits me: We know exactly the same amount about parenting.
This has been one of the most surprising–though unsurprising–things about being new parents. Typically, my husband and I can ask each other for advice or an opinion and get a good answer. I ask him which shoes look best with my outfit. He asks me to edit his cover letters. I know what he’s good at and he knows where I excel. But when it comes to parenting, it’s all even.
“Is it ok to let the baby sleep for seven hours at night?” (Answer: YES, it is and oh my goodness it’s amazing when this happens.)
“Should we use this diaper rash cream?”
“Is it ok not to burp him if he’s sleeping post-feeding?”
“Why is he crying?” (HA! This is always a fun one.)
We’re becoming experts at this parenting thing together, which is pretty cool. It also means, though, that we get to mess up together. I suppose that’s cool, too–we have each other to fall back on, and so long as we don’t screw up too badly, our kid will be fine. Plus, there’s something exciting about that genuine shrug of the shoulders that says, “We’ll just figure this out.”
So far, so good.
(Photo credit goes to my amazingly talented sister-in-law.)