Week 2, day 1 or Day 8- Whatever you want

I'd like to report on my day but honestly, there was nothing really to report. Christina decided to catch up on sleep from the past three days and slept most of the day. The only concerned I had was that Christina did not want to drink her milk. I guess it's like any good drinker knows: the tap version is way better than the bottled version. Seriously, she was good and drank on a few occasions but I really am hoping that this is due to to her teething and nothing else.
Otherwise, I guess I want to raise an issue that has concerned me in the past that has been re-raised due to recent issues: how come we, as humans, cannot create a sock for newborns that cannot be kicked off by said newborn? I mean seriously, we probably own every major brand of sock in the world (you should see the sock drawer) and I have yet to find a pair that a newborn cannot kick off...And when I try to kick off my socks, it is an impossible feat unless I pull on them vigorously. If you have a solution for me, please email or call. And remember, no glue or tape suggestions.
I also want to discussed something that has come up with a few people: I don't really know what parents go through when they raise their children. I got some comments telling me that they really relate to what I am going through. I feel relieved about this but I also feel...what's the word...betrayed! How come no one warned me? No one told me how hard this would be and how everyone struggled? I would have never agreed to this...torture. Seriously, I'm kidding. I really do wish people would have told me all the difficulties they faced because I would not have felt so incompetent...I guess we really don't remember the hard times of raising a child until someone reminds us of it. My guess is that there are two reasons for that: so that we procreate again and we all have PTSD...but I could be wrong...
And before I get any emails on this: I would not trade my time off with my girls for ANYTHING in the world. They mean the world to me.