The Standard Caveat

These days I feel like I've been constantly issuing the parent of a newborn's "standard caveat" for almost everything I do. What is the standard caveat? X action cannot be performed to specifications/done in a timely manner because of crying baby. Haven't posted to your blog in over a week? Insert standard caveat. Not getting as much writing done as you need to? Insert standard caveat. Mediocre day running class? You guessed it-- insert standard caveat.

One great pop-psychological piece of comfort that some have offered is that the near constant state of exhaustion is healthy in the long term because, frankly, you forget just how relentless crying baby can be, and only remember the coos, giggles, and funny baby gas. Maybe, but if so, perhaps it is not too great of an idea to publish this blog post, lest I remind myself of the trauma of crying baby...

Then again, maybe I'll read this later and ask myself who the crybaby really is. I mean, if our parents gutted us out without too much long term damage, shouldn't we have faith that we can do the same?

Gotta go: crying baby.