Disclaimer: i within 8 weeks of DD's birth my relationship had fallen apart, XP was not always easy to live with and within 4months of the birth i had found and moved to a new flat. I had a thyroid disorder that made me really pretty ill and it was the most stressful time in my life - with that in mind:
Some wonderful things i remember:
When she was 3 days old and pooing, and i was holding her up and she was making all kinds of hilarious faces with the effort. Pooing was such a new thing to her and i had strong sympathy for the experience of strong and unfamiliar feelings on the belly, having just been through labour, but seriously, her expressions were PRICELESS. I was laughing and laughing.
On about Day 4 when my milk was well and truly in - they DO get milk drunk, complete with drunken expressions, half shut eyes, rolling head, drool, wavy arm and leg movements, the full lot - she seriously looked like we'd given her gin! LOL, i'm laughing remembering!
On day 6 when i looked at her on the boob and realised we'd pretty much mastered the BFing thing, and i felt this RUSH of pride over how great she was at this crazy thing called life.
At 5 weeks we gave her a dummy. BFing was well-established and we felt a dummy would pave the way for her having bottled EBM from her dada (which turned out to be very handy as it meant he could feed her after we broke up when he had her with him). I was so proud of how quickly she learned it, because sucking a boob is totally different and the tongue thrust that gets milk from a boob just pushes a dummy out, so seeing her master it was wonderful.
At 7 weeks she laughed at me and gave me the biggest widest "you are my mummy and this is FUN" smile. Still melt thinking about it.
At 8 weeks, around when we broke up, everything was so hard, but DD was learning to suck her thumb. Her limited arm control meant she would lie there waving her arms slowly and try to "grab" the thumb as it passed by her face - that again was probably the funniest thing i'd ever seen. And she was SO persistent and calm, never losing her temper with it, just try try try again. It really helped.
I could go on and on and on. So instead i'll cut to this morning. I woke up with a naked toddler climbing into bed with me "where's your pyjamas babygirl?" i asked - "lost 'em" she replied and stuck her freezing feet onto my ribs.
I would have TEN more, they are that good. Yes, you sleep less than you did, yes, life is suddenly all about another person and the smallest thing you took for granted (like going for a wee alone) now suddenly has to be negotiated for, but you know what, it's SO SO worth it. Once you've made the transition to Mummy you will never look back
Thanks so much everyone for bringing a bit of balance to the horizon! I'm back to feeling excited about the little boys arrival. And the books are banished for now.
As usual there's too much to respond to everyone, but you've all been really helpful and it was so good to hear each of your little joys - what an amazing thing we do.
Thankyou thankyou!!
Ok, well I replied before I read everyones (). Wow, hoobley, thanks for that. If you can find so many good things, especially in those early times, while everything else is going bad, then I'm in for the ride! :P (not that I have much choice at this stage. haha).
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I'm back to feeling excited about the little boys arrival. And the books are banished for now.
). Wow, hoobley, thanks for that. If you can find so many good things, especially in those early times, while everything else is going bad, then I'm in for the ride! :P (not that I have much choice at this stage. haha).
all round!!!
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