I read quiet a few parenting books while pregnant with M. Ok, a lot of them, but nothing prepared me for the challenges of no sterilized water.
You see, my daughter wasn't even a month old when we first made our trek to Chatham (where I am from) for my father's 50th Birthday. I packed EVERYTHING humanly possible for this trip. We were staying at a hotel so in the back of our little car was a playpen, bottles (every single one that we owned) canisters of formula, a case of diapers, 20 different outfits, blankets, stuffies (cause every 3 week old needs toys!) a giant juice jug of sterilized water and then a small bag of our own clothes.
We first stopped at my dads for some hellos and catching up before the festivities the next day and because our hotel check in time was a couple of hours away too. In came a bunch of our necessities along with the formula and water. It was a enjoyable visit and we eventually went to our hotel.
Didn't I realize that I left the water at my dads. M was screaming up a storm. Obviously dying of starvation from her neglectful parents. I as a new mom went into panic mode. Should we trek all the way across town and grab the water? No, we can do this!! So I busted out the hotel kettle, boiled water like a pro and was committed to this endeavor. M is now turning a deep shade of red on the bed from her wailing. Water is boiled! How the hell am I going to cool it down for her to drink it! Gary ran down the hall to the ice machine and we filled bottles with the water and jammed them into the ice bucket and shoved that into the little bar fridges freezer. 5min later M is now purple. There is no soothing her, no nothing. God damn it mom, she is hungry! The water is chilled enough, a bottle is mixed, the savage beast is calmed. I am shaking, her colour is coming back to normal flesh colouring. Then she is asleep and all is good in the world again. The rest of the weekend went off without a hitch. She was passed around, doted on, admired for her calm nature. She's such a good baby! You came all this way with a 3 week old. She must be excellent in the car.
She's great just feed her quickly or things can escalate pretty rapidly.
A week later at our 1 month doctor appointment I told the doctor about how well she travels (she was a week old when she went to her first funeral which was over an hour away) and about my mishap with the water.
Well, doesn't he look at me right in the eye and said "She could of had tap water".
That moment, everything changed. My idea about parenting changed. "She could of had tap water" is my parenting motto. Yes, everyone recommends sterilized water and he did not say, hey, don't worry about that ever. It was, yea, you messed up, it happens, don't stress about it and don't stress her out about it. Shhhh, it happens!
Hi, i'm jodi!
I am a wife to a railroader, mother to two daughters, caretaker of two Golden Retrievers and a Himalayan cat. I live in a small town with a big heart. I enjoy antiquing, furniture re-habbing, D.I.Y's and painting.