[Gotta love 'Old Blue Eyes'! For those of my generation who don't know Frank Sinatra- You are really missing out!]
I'm beginning to realize that everyone has their own routine for everything. Each person's own routine makes the most sense to them. There have been times that watching someone do something a different way has driven me crazy. For instance last week when Ryan had a diaper rash one of us would change him and the other would hold him still and try to comfort him. When Jay was changing his diaper I was forced to watch him do everything differently than I would. I had to turn my head and fight the urge to tell him he was doing it all wrong. Really I think it comes down to priorities. My priority is for Ryan to be uncovered and uncomfortable for the shortest amount of time possible. My way includes having a diaper, wipes and diaper cream open and ready to go before I even make the baby lie down. After he is all cleaned up and schmeared with cream his diaper goes on immediately. If he is upset or antzy I pick him up before I even put his pants back on. Cleaning up is secondary and will happen when Ryan is happy again. Now I know that Jay doesn't want Ryan to suffer any longer than necessary either, but he just doesn't do things the same way. I think he is more task oriented in his diaper changing technique. 1)Baby needs to be changed, take off his pants and diaper. 2)Dirty bottom->clean. 3)Old diaper is dirty, wrap it up. 4)Baby is naked, put on cream and new diaper. 5)Pants are off, put pants on. 6)Baby is high, put baby down on floor or hand him to mommy if he is crying. 7) Changing table is a mess, throw away diaper and put cream away. 8)Hands came within millimeters of poopy, wash hands! See the difference?
Another hallmark of "my way" is efficiency. For example if Ryan has a dirty diaper and it's close to bed time I will change him into his jammies since I already have his pants off. This goes the other way too, of course I will change his diaper when I am putting his jammies on. This makes complete sense to me. It's hard for me to believe that it's not something others would automatically do. Why doesn't everyone think like me? Life would be so much easier if they did!
If having a baby has taught me anything about other people it is this- People do things differently; Not necessarily better or worse, just different. Recognizing this appears to be the easy part. Accepting that my way is not the only (or at least the best) way is proving more difficult;-)