So I’ll be real with you here, I’m what some might call “specific”. Others might call me anal, obsessive or annoying. Whatever. I like order, things having a place, and I feel calmer when I’m prepared. Call it what you want (just not to my face).
When I had JJ, I developed a whole new level of “organized”, out of necessity. In the beginning, I was alone with JJ most of the time and nothing terrified me quite like the thought of being solo and unprepared. So I started doing a few things that may seem over-the-top, but have saved me on more than one occasion. Here’s my dirty little obsessive secrets:
- I lay out JJ’s clothes for the next day at bedtime. This way I don’t have to bend to reach his drawers (bending was hard postpartum and is again pregnant), scrambling to find a temperature-appropriate outfit while he’s on the changing table before he loses patience or rolls off.
- I have a bath setup that makes bathing JJ solo much easier. It involves me laying out a little post-bath station while he naps, with his PJs, towels, and toys. That way, all I have to do is fill the bath, and then when he’s done I take him out and lay him right onto his cozy station to prep for bed (the bathroom is warm post bath, so we like to stay in there).
- I fill his bottles for the day ahead of time, that way I don’t have to fumble with a hungry baby on my hip while I try to pour and prep a bottle. Extra bonus, if I’m not the one giving him the bottle, there’s no way to mess it up for whoever does!
- I have two diaper bags so that after I use one, there is always a fully stocked one ready in case I can’t refill before our next outing. This came about after forgetting to put a clean outfit in or refill wipes one too many times. (Do you know how hard it is to change a dirty diapers sans wipes? Or to have to take your baby home in an adult friend’s t-shirt because you forgot a backup outfit for Poopsplosion day??) I use one real diaper bag (for bigger outings) and one tote bag that I had already (for outings where I don’t need the full shebang, just basics, like the park).
Judge me all you want, but I bet everyone has some borderline-OCD rituals that make their mommy madness a little bit easier.