I'm jealous of my husband.....

Yup, you read right and are probably thinking how on Earth can you be jealous of your spouse? Well, easy I can be up all night breastfeeding and rocking a colicky baby then I get to my breaking point so I wake him up. After being up for 30 minutes he has managed to get the baby sound asleep and is back in bed like its nothing. I had tried everything giving the baby a warm bath, rubbing the belly, colic drops, you name it I tried it here he comes something unconventional. I always think why the hell did I not think of that? You know why because who else would think to swaddle wrap a baby lean them to the left 2 inches and rub the right pinky toe would work.... absolutely nobody but Myon. So I may be over-exaggerating but I would've never thought to swaddle her, ride her around in her stroller/ car seat combo while playing jazz music. I am a read the instructions person. If something was made to do this that's what I am going to use it for nothing else, but Myon he is an out of the box thinker. Example: To me, the stroller was made to push your baby around the mall because they are too little to walk or may tire easy. To Myon the stroller was made to push a baby around doesn't matter where or why! If something was made to do this he is going to use it for something you would have never even imagined it could be used for. Even with cooking, I read instructions for every box I still read the instructions on pasta even though I've cooked pasta a thousand times. I don't know if its habit or what but I do. I can't even be in the kitchen when he cooks. Seriously, I have anxiety watching him cook nothing he puts in should be in that pot together, but it always tastes amazing. I would consider myself a good cook I just base most things off of some type of recipes with very few exceptions. I can manage to add things to the recipe though. I will justify going 5 miles over the speed limit because there is a reason why law enforcement choose to make the speed that way in that area so I just obey. Also, because I don't like getting tickets. I used to call myself a rebel but after a little self-evaluation, I am no rebel at all. I respect rules and it is HARD for me to break rules. What I am learning is that with kids sometimes it's impossible not to break rules. I believe a lot of my anxiety comes from having a certain way in my head a certain thing should go, making sure I am following proper protocol, and still maintain function. This is exhausting. I have made up all these imaginary rules in my head and I am trying so hard to follow them and when I can't I become overwhelmed. Girlfriend if you are anything like me go break a rule. Now don't go getting arrested and saying it's my fault!! Allow yourself that freedom if it's only for a moment. We deserve it. Thanks for journeying with me.

DQue