cool things about having a baby:

you instantly become a more relatable person and develop a small talk expertise
people are finally interested in your iphone camera roll
it's finally okay to go out for dinner at 4:30 pm
everyone thinks you look tired because of new motherhood but really you just stayed up all night looking for drake tea
you can touch his chubby little body and smell his buttered popcorn cheeks all the time
and also he looks like a turtle when he laughs
you fall madly in love with your man daily when you see him on that dad grind
you gain a newfound appreciation and closer bond with your own parents
you can excuse yourself from every social interaction in the whole world by blaming the baby even though his meals and his sleep are better and more predictable than your own have been in all 29 years of your dumb-assed life
somebody finally stops crying when you hold them
nobody calls you after 8 pm
well nobody ever called you anyway regardless of your family situation

dumb things about having a baby:

you have to do laundry every other day as opposed to the once a lunar year schedule you honored in the past
you have to learn how to eat with one hand and positioned 5 miles away from your plate but somehow avoid spilling food over his little head
even 4 months out he's still kind of floppy and you secretly still don't know how to hold him
working full-time means you see him for like 3 hours a day and you develop the sneaking suspicion that he'll never really know who you are or why you make him dance to spotify's rapcaviar playlist
being a milk machine is uncomfortable and inconvenient and nowhere near as serene as all these asshole hippie moms all promised
your wild dogs' barking will become 100 times more annoying
when he cries and fusses but you're embroiled in a pokemon battle you secretly hope that he'll chill or your husband will scoop him and then you wonder if you're an awful mother or suffer from postpartum depression and spend a great deal of time silently berating yourself for not feeling all these grand sweeping emotions of motherhood and martyrdom and you wonder why on earth you were given the gift of fertility when you would've been totally cool just drinking yourself to an early and better-looking death and your baby probably deserves better than a mom who is resolutely unchanged as a person but at the end of the day it has only been a few months into a lifelong journey and there is still time for personal development and sacrificial commitment to parenthood and you are still very much in love with his big bright eyes and chubby buttery face and despite your best efforts to be dispassionately objective he is still the cutest and happiest little light you have ever known

sorry not sure what happened to this entry i am a little drunk