I will never forget her… The nurse who scrunched up her nose, rolled her eyes and told me it was “not ideal to cuddle your baby, or look them in the eye when they wake at night”. It really hurt that to her, my instincts were wrong, and as a new mum I believed her. I believed her words over my own inner voice. I believed that she was right and I was wrong and OMG I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT TO DO AND THIS IS JUST GOING TO GET HARDER AND HARDER AND I JUST KNOW MY KID WILL NEVER EVER SLEEP THROUGH THE NIGHT, OR BE EASY TO RAISE. Continue reading
The things you fixate on can be really dumb sometimes…
My darling girl just turned one so I’m weaning myself off pumping. When I went back to work she got really sick with an ear infection and then refused the boob. It was hard because I wasn’t ready but also because I had this predetermined idea that I’d breastfeed until she was a year old. I don’t really know where I got it from or why I decided it was a particular goal, but it is what it is.
I think it might be an accomplishment thing… Like, I don’t even want to lie that I feel quite proud that she got the liquid gold for as long as I could provide it.
Anyway, all this got me thinking about the things you fixate on!
They could be big, and usually the big things are the important things, or small silly things like:
– If your baby suddenly changes their poop schedule
– If they don’t drink their allocated 200ml bottle because the formula tin says they should
– If they don’t eat as much solid food as the Plunket chart says they should
– If your baby doesn’t sleep as much as that stupid book/magazine article/blog said they shoud
– If your baby gets nappy rash and that zinc cream everyone swears by doesn’t work right away
I suppose what I’m trying to say is that we can obsess about the little things to the point that we lose sight of the important things.
Like how my baby was happy (reflux episodes exempt), loved, cared for, warm, fed, and cuddled at all times. I know it’s really hard to get your head out of the day-to-day in order to think about the big picture but once I started to do it, I found it really helped my overall experience as a new mother.
So to my fellow māmā’s, try to focus on the little things that bring joy rather than the ones that can drive you crazy. Like that new baby smell, their first smile, their head resting on your shoulder, that little sigh of relief they do when you pick them up out of their cot when they’re crying. You’re doing an amazing job by worrying about those fixations, but they do no service to yourself if that is the only thing you focus on.
What were your fixations?
I am not usually a “New Year, New Me” type of girl… I hated resolutions, actually.
My thoughts on the topic was that I just didn’t see the point in deciding that there’s something special about the new year. If you want to change something, improve something about yourself or your life, why wait until a certain point in time? Continue reading
It’s the last day of 2015 and man, this year was a game changer. I became a mother 15 days into the year and a few weeks later we celebrated one year of marriage. It was all very grown up, you know. Continue reading
Ok lets get deep, about so-called miracles.
It’s a funny little term, isn’t it? Something of divine intervention and mystical happenings… I first started hearing this term on the daily when I was delivered of my baby – and in an odd way, it bothered me. Continue reading
Before kids I was a career girl – I absolutely LOVED my job, I’d show up early, leave late and check my email in the evening. I loved being a self starter who went with the career tide and came out knowing exactly where I fit in the world.
In a similar way, motherhood is one of those jobs you go into without qualifications, and completely unprepared for. It was totally mind blowing, challenging, out of my comfort zone and I loved it. I still love it!
A few things I never thought I’d say before becoming a parent… Continue reading
I’ve touched on how friendships change when you become a mum and there’s that weird thing that happens… You start to become one of those mums. You know those mums that suddenly tries to get a whole bunch of mum friends? And then you get awkward and a little stalkerish about it!? Ha ha. Continue reading
If you’re lucky like me it’ll be ok. Hubbs and I are actually stronger despite the dip in romance because becoming parents has been so amazing for us as individuals, plus there’s that moment every few days where we look at the baby and just think “holy crap we made you… and you’re perfect!”. Continue reading
They told me, you know.
They told me pregnancy would be tough.
I didn’t quite realise how true that was until I was walking (or waddling) that walk. And I wasn’t actually 100% ready for what was coming either. I was one of the lucky ones. One of those women (probably very annoying to some) who got off contraception, did it once, and got pregnant..!
Finding out I was having a baby was so weird. First I was happy, then a little freaked out and I for sure didn’t deal with that second bit.