Our first major co-parenting moment was a huge… success!
The weekend was long and was shaping up to be incredibly challenging but it ended SO perfectly. I relinquished control and I trusted Bean’s dad to be a dad. I sat back and allowed him to be a dad and take over and step in when he wanted to, or when I needed him to and honestly, it was great. No rigid plans were made and it was all fine.
This past weekend really tested my motherhood, control issues, trust, and patience; and it was all okay. Well, except for that one night that I let her go with her Daddy and Gigi. I was not okay y’all! I stayed up all night, slept for three and a half hours, and had him bring me my baby at 8 am LMAO! But, listen, she was okay!! She came home in one piece, she slept through the night with him, and she STILL loved me! That sounds silly and overdramatized and whatever else but listen, all she’s ever known is me. I don’t believe in the “cry it out” method, he will go hard to prove he can calm her down. I co-sleep and nurse through the night; I don’t really trust anybody else to bedshare or co-sleep with her, but he did. Parenting doesn’t come with a handbook but co-parenting REALLY doesn’t come with a handbook, guidelines, tips and tricks, nothing. You just have to lean into it and hope for the best and so far? So good.
I wish I could fill this with some major tips and tricks for anybody who’s in, or will be in, this same situation but all I’ve got is: lean into it. Trust the other parent and their instincts. Pray and hope for the best.