I Called My Baby by the Dog’s Name for a Week

I Called My Baby by the Dog’s Name for a Week

funny parenting story showing tired parent mixing up baby and dog names

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A Real Funny Parenting Story From a Tired Parent

Some things in life just don’t make sense.
Like how I’ve been a parent for only a few months and already I’m calling my baby by the dog’s name.
This is easily the funniest and most confusing thing I’ve done so far — a true funny parenting story that only makes sense if you’re sleep-deprived and running on crumbs.

Her name is Sara.
The dog’s name is Simba.
They don’t even look alike. One is human. The other is a dog.
Still, my brain said Simba. Over and over. For seven days straight.

It all started randomly. Sara was crying, I picked her up, and I said,

“Shhh, Simba, it’s okay.”

I didn’t even notice.
Next day, I was feeding her.

“Here, Simba… eat properly.”

My wife looked at me weird. I didn’t care.
Then again the next day.
And again.
Eventually, Sara actually responded to Simba like that was her real name.

What the hell is going on with me?

My Brain Might Be on Low Battery Mode

The same mind that tells me “you are a father now, be responsible”
is also the one that forgets the name of its own baby and calls her Simba.

At the same time, this is the same mind that wants to raise a good human
but also wants to throw the phone out the window when it hears crying for the third time in ten minutes.

Maybe I’m just tired. Maybe my brain is broken.
Or Maybe I’ve mixed up names so much that even Simba doesn’t know if he’s the dog or the baby.

Sometimes I call Simba “Kid” and Sara “good boy.”
I don’t even apologize anymore. I just keep going.

But the truth is, I love them both.
They both cry, they both eat things off the floor,
Likely, they both want to sit on my chest when I’m trying to breathe.
They both follow me into the bathroom like I owe them something.

Maybe my brain just said,

“You know what? One name is enough. Use Simba for both. Saves time.”

I don’t know if this makes me a bad parent or just a tired one.
But it is what it is.
And Sara, if you ever read this when you grow up —
I’m sorry.
But you were Simba for a week.
And you didn’t even mind.

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Because let’s be real:
We’re all a little tired.
We’ve all done dumb stuff.
And if we can’t laugh about it… what else is left?

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