Tuesday, 24 January 2017

6 Weeks Post-Partum

Today marks 6 weeks since I gave birth and my life has been completely turned on it's head. Life as I know it seems nothing but a distant memory and broken sleep, feeding and changing nappies has taken over. So what have I learned in 6 short weeks?

These last 6 weeks have whizzed by. I actually can't remember most of the first 4, it all seems like a stressful, surreal blur. Giving birth feels like it was years ago and coming to terms with my new hectic lifestyle has been a serious learning curve.

I'm all for talking about the real side of being a parent. The ups, the downs and the bits no one tells you about. I don't understand why people skim over the horrible bits and only tell you about the lovely ones. Life isn't all happiness and light and parenthood certainly isn't either.

While I love being a mum, I love my little guy more than I ever thought possible, it's been one hell of a journey. Getting used to broken or little sleep isn't easy and I still struggle now. Although the feeds are getting further and further apart, nothing truly prepares you for being woken up by a tiny squishy banshee at 3am who needs food and needs it now. Sometimes those middle of the night feeds feel like the loneliest place in the world and mixed with lack of sleep can play havoc on your emotions. I've spent a good few feeds crying my eyes out, just due to pure exhaustion.

Going from doing whatever you want, whenever you want to being on your babies schedule is hard work too. No longer can you just pop to the shop to grab milk; are they due a feed? Do they need changing? Do you have their nappy bag packed? Do you have a bottle if they are bottle fed? The list is endless and just actually getting out the door can be a total mission in itself. Thankfully I've found it does get easier, as you get into a habit or more organised if you will. I remember the first time I left the house with him alone, it took me about 40 minutes just to check I have everything, get him in his car seat and leave the house.
As they always say, practise makes perfect.

No matter where you go or who you meet someone will give you parenting advice. You'll get judged if you breastfeed and judged if you don't. Judged if you let you baby cry to self sooth, judged if you don't. Judged if you co sleep, judged if you don't. One of the biggest things I've learnt is, it doesn't bloody matter. No one knows your baby better than you and you should do what works for you, not someone else. Some days just keeping everyone alive is bloody hard work and despite all those plans you had before the little bundle of joy arrives, you'll do anything and everything you can just to get through the day. I've had a few days where all I've achieved is getting him dressed and that is totally okay.

It's emotional, life seriously emotional. For about two weeks after I had Oliver, I would burst into tears for no reason what so ever. I was stressed, overwhelmed, in pain, tired and I wasn't sure if I could do it but I'm still here, he's still alive and although I still have days I feel all the emotions, you get through it because you have too and your a hell of a lot stronger than you think you are.

All in all, I've never had a job like it. I don't think there's a job in the world so stressful yet rewarding at the same time. I look back to the days I got home from a hideous day at work and laugh, they had nothing on a bad day with a screaming child but one single smile makes it all feel worth the pain. Unlike the world of blogging, parenthood is raw, messy, sleep deprived and utterly magical.

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Until next time,


1 comment

  1. Has it really been 6 weeks already?! Gosh! I think it's so brilliant that you share all of parenting on your blog; the bits about giving birth no one tells you, the fact that being a mum isn't always rainbows and butterflies. So many people will tell you that motherhood is a dream come true and they don't seem to struggle with it at all that, I imagine, it must feel very lonely when you find yourself struggling. I can't understand what it's like, yet, but I'm sure behind every fake mum smile there's all the exhaustion, tears etc! I think you're doing fantastic! x www.aimeeraindropwrites.co.uk x


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