My dad lives with us and we love, absolutely love having Papa in house. Every now and then I find funny little things about living with three generations under one roof. My dad is a baby boomer, a go-getter, and an early riser. I use to be an early riser until I started nursing my newborn again. After we came home from the hospital, some days I was running on zero sleep and my half cup of coffee. I know my dad saw I was struggling the first few weeks of being a mom of two and I think he cut me some slack. He didn’t make one mention of my pajamas all day, every day.
My dad is very passive and I think he really didn’t want to hurt my feelings. Also, he probably knew from having four kids of his own that you should not mess with a mama when she is home with a new baby. I honestly think he thought we were never going to change out of our jams. All three of us. My toddler, my newborn, and me. We started to venture outdoors to play in the yard, in our pajamas. I think this frightened Papa. Maybe the neighbors would see us! Maybe the neighbors would think we had just given up! So after a couple weeks passed, he started to make comments. But not to me, to my toddler. He would say each morning, “Hey why don’t you get up and get showered and get your day going?”. Oh, I may be nursing in my bedroom but I can hear you Papa and maybe, just maybe today we will change out of our jams.
I decided, we will change out of our pajamas! We will change out of our pajamas to go to the grocery store! I have tried really hard since bringing Baby B home to still be presentable in public. Some days its really hard. Baby B spits up constantly, so you can’t put your outfit on until right before you dash out of the house. So, it’s decided we will change out of our pajamas some days but not all days. We won’t completely let you down Papa. We won’t meet you for dinner in our pajamas. We will really try not to run our errands in our pajamas. But…the days we get to snuggle and play all day, we will probably stay in our pajamas all day.