Let’s talk about Saturday.
A day that will go down in our short stint as new parents, as probably one of the hardest days we’ve had to deal with.
To be honest with you, it was probably the first time since Jesse was born where I genuinely 100% questioned if I could do this, if this parenting gig was just all too hard and whether I should just quit and leave.
The day started out ordinary enough. Jesse woke up happy as he normally does. We got ready for gym. We dropped Jesse off at Nanny and Poppy’s on the way to gym. And then…
Well, then the drama starts… It was like we had picked up a completely different child to the one we had dropped off earlier that morning.
And for the rest of that morning, we had a very, very, very cranky boy. We just couldn’t work out what was wrong!!!
There was uncontrollably crying. There was a bloody nose (the result of a lot of nose wiping due to his runny nose and the fact that he had accidentally scratched himself around his nostril). There was grazed knees from when he fell over earlier in the day. There was writhing in pain. There was arching his back and kicking away from us as we tried to hold and comfort him. There was teething pain symptoms.
For some reason, it all just seemed to explode all at the one time… And it all just became a little too much.
With everything that was happening with Jesse, Renee and I then started arguing and yelling at each other which, given the circumstances, wasn’t helping the situation.
So with everything that had happened and everything that was still happening, I got changed into some yard clothes and left the house. Now I didn’t leave altogether, I just left the house because I knew I wasn’t helping the situation.
So I grabbed the weed killer and lawn feed, headed outside and started working on the lawn.
By the time I was finished and came back inside, Jesse was sound asleep, and the house was quiet again.
I just hoped to god that when he woke up, he was going to be back to his happy self again. And what do you know, when he woke, he was indeed back to his happy self. It was like the morning had never happened. But both Renee and I knew it had happened. And we were both bearing scars as a result!
Was it my worst day to date as a parent? Probably! But you know what, us as a human race have the great ability to learn from our past experiences. So I feel that because I’ve now experienced a day like I did on Saturday, that I will be able to approach the situation better the next time round.
But hey, let’s keep our fingers crossed that there won’t be a next time and that it will all be smooth sailing from here.
…Keep dreaming Kaine. Keep dreaming…