Newbornwatch sucks. I frankly don't get the fascination with babies. They are just a whole lot of noise and work with little payoff. My 3 year old is literally my favorite person on the planet, don't get me wrong, but if there were a service where I could just ship them off when they're born and welcome them back to a huge first birthday party, that would be ok in my book. I'm certain it wouldn't fly with Mrs. O anyway...
I for some reason volunteered for the nightly 3am feeding slot after Mrs. O was sleep deprived and sort of losing her #### with a baby who cries A LOT. Which of course ends up involving a lot more than just feeding, because the burping makes a spit up mess and she ends up crapping on me and so I have to open up the mummy wrap my wife has her in (seriously includes boots and gloves, she's got more gear than that moon man carrying the MTV flag), change the diaper, change all the wet clothes, reconstruct the moon man costume (which I never get right), and all the while she's teetering on the brink of meltdown and endangering the toddler's sleep and my wife's. I then finally get it together and bring her back in the room and I have no idea where the pacifiers are hidden (hint: NOT somewhere sensible like oh say the nursery), so now she's screaming again and I'm fumbling around in the dark without my contacts in looking for these stupid things and it turns out a whole lot like an Easter egg hunt because Mrs. O wakes and tells me to go to the kitchen to find one, and it's in the kitchen alright, so long as I would have thought to look in the cabinet, in a plastic bucket, underneath a bunch of bottles and caps, to find exactly one (1) clear colored rubber pacifier (with all the crap we buy in this house, we really can't spend the $3.99 for say buy oh I don't know I've more package of these things?). Except I don't have xray vision and so I dont find it and instead start turning on all the lights and wandering the house like I'm trying to find a jumbo jet in the Indian ocean until Mrs. O comes down to show me the really sensible place where we keep our one (1) pacifier, and now everyone is fully awake and fully annoyed and the baby is in fit mode which I'm left to tend to since it's my shift. And as such what should be a 15 minute feeding process turns into a 3-5am block of time, the conclusion of which leaves me wide awake and wondering if it's really worth trying to go back to sleep for one hour. Of course 5 hours a night when you have to go through a miserable commute to a job with miserable people every day is not sustainable over a prolonged period.
T&P ammiright??
So now everyone else is sleeping peacefully but me. #### it, I'm going on Amazon to re-up my Prime for 99 bucks (they could have charged me double) and order a pallet of pacifiers.