Baby Care 101

Recently, more often than I’d like to admit, I’ve been a victim to the “nothing has inspired me enough to write about it” trap. 

There’s another term for this: lazy fuck-stick.

I’ve posted on my blog basically every day for the last month but in the last week or so, I’ve been trying to find excuses not to write.

Now, as someone who has pretty intense anxiety and some depression-like tendencies, negative self-talk is something that I try to avoid at all costs. It gives me bad energy and whenever I call myself names or speak negatively to myself, I immediately say, “It’s okay, you’re a good person and you’re human.” 

Cheesy? Yes. Effective? Yes, yes.

But look, there’s no way around it, if you want to be a writer, you have to write. And when you don’t, more often than not, it’s laziness.

You have to write when you don’t have time to write, when you don’t want to write, and when you aren’t inspired to write. It’s that simple. 

Just get it in and hit publish. If it sucks, delete it the next day. But today, it’s gets written.

So, what does this have to do with a baby care class? Nothing. But that’s what I did tonight with my wife and her belly. We took a class on the basics of baby care. It was put on by Summa Hospital in Akron, where we plan to deliver.

The class was pretty awesome actually. It was 2.5 hours of some deep, highly important information on things like SIDS, changing diapers, and swaddling. All things that I know absolutely nothing about.

They said that in the first year we will change over 1,000 diapers. That’s bananas. Doing anything 1,000 times in one year is crazy. 

But I’m pumped. Am I worried and nervous? Fuck yes. But I’m also totally jacked up about it. 

  

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