Weeks old: 1
I like: Being in my pushchair, boobs (still), daddy cuddles… but only at certain times of the day
Mummy is learning: How to eat with one hand, how to sleep sitting up
So we’ve officially been home from the hospital for a week and Little O, Mr O and I have had a week of firsts, including:
- First outing/push chair trip – which was just to get lunch at Pret and to go and see my trainer who wanted to meet Little O before we move but still a milestone
- First bus ride – to the hospital where they fixed Little O’s tongue tie. Tongue tie happens when the frenulum under the baby’s tongue is too short and it makes it hard for them to poke their tongue all the way out which affects feeding. Fortunately a plastic surgeon can repair it in under five minutes and if it’s done early it heals almost instantly.
- First bath – which Little O was not a fan of. He generally doesn’t want to be naked. However his occasional poo/weenamis mean that now that his belly button stump has fallen off, it’s kind of essential.
- First breastfeeding in public – not as scary as I thought it would be and much less stressful than a crying baby.
- First outing with just mummy – where mummy almost cried trying to assemble the push chair and kept pushing it into things but survived anyway
- First trip in the sling – very comfy once I got over the fear that he was going to fall out the bottom
So far I have been absolutely loving being a mum but I am not going to pretend it is easy. Little O does something called cluster feeding for long parts of the day and night. This means he does short burst feeds on an off for hours at a time… like you know 10pm to 2am. This means it is very, very difficult to get any sensible amount of sleep or sometimes to leave the sofa. After a few days of not sleeping very much it starts to take hold and you get a bit spaced out… and very grumpy. It can also make you feel totally overwhelmed and I have had a few tearful moments where I just wanted to be able to put Little O down for long enough to go to the bathroom or finish my shower. I am very committed to breastfeeding but it means that essentially I am the only person who can feed him and with the way he currently feeds I can’t be a way from him for more than 15 or 20 minutes at a time. It’s a lot to take in. I also didn’t realise how much of a big deal getting to lie down all the way is and how badly you want to do it after a few days of not being able to.
Fortunately for me, Mr O is very supportive and while he can’t help with feeding he does help with everything else including making food, bringing me things, doing housework, dancing with Little O while I am sneakily having a wee, snuggling with him at the specific times of day that he is not wanting a boob and packing up our flat in preparation for our imminent move. I am also fortunate that although Little O is very vocal about wanting to be fed, changed or burped, we’re yet to find an unhappiness that can’t be solved by one of these remedies.
I am going to do my best to stop by your blogs when I can but I am going to have to be a lot more selective over which posts I check out. I hope that you will all still continue to stop by here occasionally to say hi.