Making the decisions

Today, I had a bit of a revelation about one part of becoming a parent that makes it such a heavy load to carry:

YOU HAVE TO MAKE SO MANY DECISIONS.

What really makes this tiring and trying is the fact that you're making them for this tiny, helpless human that you love so much that you might EXPLODE.

On the road to adulthood, you are faced with so many decisions. One of the first big ones, that you're usually forced to make as a bumbling teenager, will cost you thousands of dollars and is supposed to pave the way for the rest of your life's journey: study (don't get me started). Then there's jobs, travel, life partners, buying houses etc etc. These decisions are massive, but they're only for yourself. This makes them that much manageable, and you only have to deal with the consequences yourself (for the most part).

Parenthood is full of crazy decisions. Heck, I'm only 8.5 months in, and I'm already over making decisions.

Before your little bundle of joy turns up, you have to decide on things like whether to buy a Moses basket or a bassinet, which hospital you think you might deliver them in, whether you want to stab them with a Vitamin K injection the minute they surface, what colour walls their room will be... And we just want the best for our little ones, so we spend INSANE amounts of money on things that may never be used.

Once they turn up you realise how crazy caring for a helpless human is, and you become even more inclined to throw money at things that might help them sleep better, be healthier, not develop terrible disorders, stimulate their intellectual development... it gets a bit mad.

Georgia may be an Olympic swimmer now

The really hard part is making decisions on things like immunisations, whether to return to work or care for them full time, what early childhood education option to enrol them in, which way to feed them solids, whether to use Bonjela in the middle of the night because your baby is screaming down the house with sore teeth (and you're afraid that they'll develop Reye's syndrome), whether to try and teach them to sleep when you want them to in a direct way or to go with the flow. 

Avocado is a good decision

And this is just the beginning.

I can't even imagine what it will be like when Georgia reaches school.