First if I was even slightly pregnancy hormonal I would be maniacally crying and simultaneously trying to stab said stupid people through said computer, as it stands I am able to hold my feeling in by a tiny thread so that I do not spend hours obsessing on this. UGH not good for my mental health! So kudos for you! Second crazy as I am (yes very crazy) I found it easier to potty train the new puppy we “had” to add to our family right before my 2nd daughter was born.
One, I couldn’t sleep at night due to the huge watermelon I was hoisting around inside me so I was up all the time anyway to walk said puppy.
Two, once she was born as I was up for all the feeding, diaper changes, hey guess what mom my nights and days are confused so I am up for no reason, and the hey hold me cause I won’t sleep unless you do times anyway. (Good stuff) So potty breaks were a breeze.
Three, I was determined that my kids would sleep through anything, I did NOT want the baby woken up by the slightest creak in our old rickety house, so having 3 huge dogs running, barking, snoring while the baby was sleeping really worked, and to this day my girls will sleep through anything, once they are actually in bed I mean.
Four, after her birth when I was feeling all alone and like I was loosing my mind as a new mom, my sweet Bellea would be right there with me, loving me despite ALL my insecurities, sadness, tiredness, overprotectiveness, and crazy hormonal swings. As great as husband/family/friends can be when you give birth sometimes it’s the love of your dog/pet that actually gets you through the darkness. Those big doggy shoulders are great for hugs/tears/screams that plague new mommies.