Like anything new we head into, we always come with our own set of expectations (good and bad). I’ve been a mom for 7 months now and already it has been nothing like I expected it to be. Join me as I look at some of the expectations I had and what my experience has been like so far…
Bye Bye Sleep
So when I was pregnant, I slept like I had never slept before because apparently these were the last few months I would have of decent sleep until my child. It’s not like you can pre-sleep the future lost sleep but I was still going to give it a try.
This is the part you expect me to say my child is an angel who slept through the night from the time he was six weeks… But no, he is not. He woke up every 3 hours for his first months. He then started to sleep a bit longer but still wakes up at night. But what I did discover is our God given ability to make things work. Also discovered that sleeping arrangements matter and you need to pick your battles in each season of life. So although I do not get to sleep 8 consecutive hours, I still somehow get between 7 & 8 hours of sleep. And my body quickly made peace with the broken sleep.
Love at first sight
I’ve lost count the number of movies I’ve seen with birth scenes of women screaming like crazy people. I did scream but it was not because of contractions (story for another day). What usually comes after is a mother so in love with her brand new baby that she cannot contain her emotions. I expected that flood of emotion but it did not come immediately. I was happy my baby was there, I loved him but between the pure exhaustion of labour day and the overwhelming responsibility of looking after a newborn, it took me a while to process all the emotions.
I think it hit me when he started looking at me in the eyes and when I finally got that first smile at about 4 weeks. I’ve been smitten ever since and can’t imagine life without my little boy!
I don’t want to lie, the first few weeks of breastfeeding were the worst. I expected it to be tough but I wasn’t ready for those screams. The nurses had to milk me just to get a teaspoon of the good stuff. My baby couldn’t latch properly and he would get impatient and just scream. Even when I went home, he would scream for an hour sometimes before settling down and feeding. Every blog I read told me to hold on during the first 6 weeks and would get better. I’m glad I did because once my milk supply stabilized and my baby learnt to latch, it became an important part of bonding time.
I have so many things I want to talk about but I don’t want to get carried away in the first post. Till next time….