I have a friend who had a baby only 3 days before I had Paul. Our due dates were actually the exact same date, January 10th. Her baby had perfect attendance, arriving on his due date, where Paul finally decided to meandering into the world a few days later, on Friday the 13th.
Having a friend with a baby the exact same age as mine, I’ve determined, is both a blessing and a curse.
On the one hand, I have baby-rearing camaraderie. We’re both going through the exact same stuff, at the exact same time. Sleepless nights, feeding schedules, and postpartum hormones. It’s fantastic having a friend who understand where I’m at in life, because she’s going through the same things as well.
But on the other hand, whether we like it or not, we’re constantly comparing our kids, sizing up our babies developmental milestones.
Height. Weight. Nap routines and feeding schedules. Every time I see her, it’s the first thing we talk about. Who’s doing what, and where.
Paul rolled over for the first time a few days ago, and well, her son did that weeks ago. And while Paul isn’t sleeping through the night, my friend’s son has consistently been a good sleeper since about 10 weeks on. Heck, I remember her bragging that she got a 6-hour chunk of sleep the very first week home!
I’m a smart mama, and this isn’t my first baby rodeo. Paul is my fourth child, and I’m very aware that every baby is different. But gah, I really need to stop comparing Paul’s skills to his little friends.
Although, if I was a gambler, I’d place money on it that Paul walks first …
How about you? Do you compare your baby’s milestones to others?
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