Everyone tried to warn us.
When I was still pregnant, people would tell us...
"Your life will never be the same."
"Sleep now. You're going to need it."
"Parenting is HARD."
Still, we had NO IDEA we would be working THIS hard, sleeping so little, and be so in love and overwhelmed at the same time.
In some ways, our first few nights home were the hardest because we were in transition to this new life of parenthood. Parker was hungry every hour it seemed. He wouldn't sleep in his crib (yet) which meant he slept in our arms all night. As much as I so enjoyed having my son sleep in my arms, it meant that I wasn't sleeping well. Also, breastfeeding wasn't going too well at this point. It hurt. A lot (thankfully, this would get better in time, but I of course didn't know that yet).
But somehow we made it. In a sleepless stupor, we stumbled our way through soothing, swaddling, feeding, burping, and diapering our son. And then, after a few days, without realizing it, we became mommy and daddy. And the all-consuming chaos of taking care of a newborn actually became our life’s new normal.