There is a big difference between mothering & fathering.
Mothering is a natural instinct. When Logan cries, it's like I automatically know what to do. I can pretty much tell what he wants & needs all of the time. It's almost like he's an extension of me. Fathering on the other hand is "on the job training". I can see why most fathers don't get involved with taking care of a newborn. It's very frustrating for them. They don't have a clue what to do.
Bill is hanging in there really well. I know that he gets frustrated, but he never gives up. He says he doesn't know how to get the baby to sleep, but he'll still hold & rock him at night. He still holds the baby very cautiously, like he's going to break (where I feel like a monkey, slinging their baby around with them. Don't get me wrong, I'm careful, but confident). I think that the majority of the frustration comes from Logan being fussy mostly when he's hungry, so that's where I have to come in. Bill is a master diaper changer & swaddler though. He's also the person that keeps me grounded & talks sense into me (like when I freak out about Logan spitting up so much & want to call the Doctor. He calms me down & assures me that everything is ok, which it is). I'm really glad he's being patient. He's such a great dad.
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I'm jealous of a person I've never met b/c you have such an awesome husband! Bill rocks!
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