first time parents

As much as it pains me to say it, TV has often been my biggest saviour
One of the first posts on my blog was 'Stuff Daddy Does to Annoy Mummy': a list of the annoying habits your partner suddenly picks up, or rather always had, but you no longer have patience for after you welcome your first child.
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But seeing my baby move, even if was to someone else's annoyance, was incredible. "You see baby art?" said Dr Manuel, pointing at the screen to a beating white splodge in the centre of my baby's chest.
It's all very well saying, 'Is there anything I can do to help?' when visiting a baby and his or her knackered, shell-shocked parents, but sometimes it's better just to get stuck in, or be so specific with your offer of help that you're greeted with a 'hell yes!', and tears of gratitude and relief.
What upsets me is that I am quite often met with horror when I tell people that "he sleeps in our bed". Because of this, I have more recently started to reply in a light-hearted manner saying "yeah, we're just a bit hippie and like having him close", as a way to try and avoid the criticism.
For the first time in my life, I find myself putting family before (or at least on the same level as) work. It's a truly uncomfortable feeling. At first, there's the realisation that things will never be the same again, and then there's the even more awkward, mid-life crisis-inducing emotion that for the past 15 years, I've likely had my priorities wrong.