Him: Feeding the baby. Badly. Pureed peas decorate the floor, his shirt, baby’s face – everywhere but the mouth.
You: Sigh. Foot tapping. Groan. “I’ll do it!” Spoon snatched.
Like you do everything already. Or so it seems. The man can’t even feed a baby, much less bathe it, diaper it, or do anything else to help you, and now number 2 is on the way. Move over, world, here comes Super-Mom!
Only Super-Mom is tiring and the whole Super-Mom thing gets very old, very fast.
Y’know, you might ease up and help him learn instead of instantly downsizing your guy from ‘capable’ to ‘nebbish.’
Encourage whatever small progress he makes in feeding-bathing-diapering and give him some space to figure it out.
He’ll get it. He got you, didn’t he . . .
How do you deal with your guy’s “challenges”?
What feeding-bathing-diapering tales do you have to tell?