“The good old days…”

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Shared by Breanne Smedley

A wild Saturday night takes on a different meaning when you have an infant.

For those of you with children, you already know this.

This Saturday was no different. Although it was amplified by this measles “epidemic” happening in Clark County.

Normally, Brett and I might venture out and take Charlee to dinner. Enjoy getting out of the house, in a different atmosphere.

Plus Charlee has been fairly good at restaurants so far, and it's fun to see her wave and say “Hhhiiiiiiiii!” to our server and other people around us.

But, since she can’t get the vaccine until she’s one, we’ve decided to play it safe and not take her to too many public places.

So, on Saturday night we decided to bring one of our favorite places to us, and enjoy a night in. Brett ordered some food and a growler of IPA to-go from Tap Union Free House.

We cooked up some veggies and fish for Charlee, and the three of us sat down to start our “wild” Saturday night.

Moments in, we saw a familiar expression on Charlee’s face, accompanied by some grunting. She doesn’t try to hide it…

“She’s pooping again!” I said, pointing out the obvious.

Mind you, she’s been upping her “human food” intake significantly over the past few weeks.

And this would be not her first, second, third, fourth, but her FIFTH poop of the day.

We honestly were questioning, “Is it possible to feed her too much? She just keeps eating!”

This one, like the others, was a doozy. So much so, that I decided it would just be best if we gave her a bath. There comes a point where wipes just don’t do the job…

I managed to get her clothes off of her. This is no small feat these days either. Why stay still when your parents are trying to take off your clothes when you can try and twist, turn, and crawl away?

Charlee was interested in the tub filling up with water now. She decided to stand naked at the edge while holding on. She watched excitedly as the water-filled up her pink tub and brought her floaty toys to life.

I thought it was cute, watching her stand there with her bare buns. It elicited images of childhood photos of myself doing the same thing.

Until I noticed the stream of water coming down her leg. “Wait, is she….?”

Yep, she’s peeing.

And not just on the floor, but on the new pajamas and diaper I had brought out to put her in after her bath.

All I could do was laugh. And let her finish her job, I guess.

With the bath done, Charlee in (another) set of new PJs, read to and put to bed, Brett and I finished our Saturday night finishing up on some reading, hanging out, watching Netflix, and in bed by 10pm.

A lot has changed since the “good old days” of the early 20s!

I loved those days, but I love these ones too.

Because nowadays I get to spend my Sundays productively, rather than recovering from no sleep.

Instead of bar hopping, I look forward to hanging out with friends in an atmosphere where I can actually hear our conversations.

And the thought of getting dressed up in uncomfortable clothes and a full face of makeup every night sounds exhausting…even more so than changing five poopy diapers in one day.

I get to be with my family, making memories, pursuing passions, and preserving my energy (and money) for things that matter to me now.

Yep, call me boring. I call it living my best life.

Because, as Macklemore tells us “Someday THESE will be the good old days.”

Time to make them count.

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