Last week I called the hospital where my midwife has privileges to make an appointment for registration. As I wandered around the house searching for my health card (I’m kind of hopeless sometimes), tripping over my new puppy with every step, I wondered aloud to the nurse on the other end of the line if getting a puppy right now was such a good idea. After all, I will now have two babies to contend with come November. She laughed at my musings and said, “You know what? If this is your first it might not have been such a bad idea. Maybe the puppy will help to prepare you. She’s probably easier than the baby will be, but at least she’ll give you some practice.” I’ve decided she’s right, and here are some reasons why:
1. I am now used to waking up during the night. This must be done in order to avoid the soiling of the pup’s kennel
2. I have a living creature that depends on me for food and water (let’s face it, my track record of dead plants has not left me feeling hopeful)
3. I have to pick up poop on a daily basis
4. I have had to learn what all the different whining sounds mean or suffer the consequences
5. I have learned to clean up vomit without adding my own to the puddle (such as this morning when she drank too fast and proceeded to projectile vomit her breakfast across the kitchen. I’m pretty sure this would be easier to deal with if she were a three-headed rainbow vomiting panda rather than a kibble vomiting puppy. The Skittles commercials say to taste the rainbow, so I’d imagine the rainbow smells good as well).
6. I’m learning to focus in a chaos ridden environment. For example, the other day I was so focused on my work that the chewing sounds coming from beneath the table didn’t even reach my ears. I was so in the zone. Unfortunately, had I been paying better attention, I would have realized that she was chewing not on her chew toy, but on my computer charger. She chewed it right in half! Okay, so the real lesson here is that I have to be able to focus on more than one thing at a time!
7. Must. Resist. Begging… wook at da widdle puppy face… d’awe… but seriously, giving a puppy her own entire ice cream cone cannot end well (I’m looking at YOU, Boyfriend…).
8. I have to do countless things that I don’t want to do (see 3 and 5). I can’t go everywhere I want to go, or stay as long as I want when I do get to go. But that’s okay. At the end of the day I’m rewarded with the love of another living creature and it’s totally worth it.