I'm finally getting into the routine. Little R being already 2 years + I've forgotten what it's like having to meet the needs of a newborn.
It's slightly easier yet different. Easier because I'm less anxious / flustered over each whimper and cry. My experience with #1 has taught me to listen wait before reacting. Hubby dearest has also been more hands on being an experience daddy often helping out with #1.
Difficult because both brothers often seem to be cahoots during bedtime. Both wanting and needing mummy's attention at the very same time. One will be hungry although he fed an hour ago and the other will just want mummy and no one else to pat him to sleep. There's also the management of #1 whose limelight has some what been stolen. Mischievous deeds begin, self infliction of pain such as smacking his own head really hard to seek attention. Apart from this, there's also the most difficult task of them all. Dealing with traditional confinement of not showering, feeling like crap due to fatigue and the post partum blues due to some let down of hormones. How does one actually survive all this?? It's not easy but thankful with the help of smart phones, Internet connection and social networking sites, i have google to provide me info on doubts that i have and my mothers support network of mummies going through similar situations.
Today marks Day 18 of confinement.10 more days and I'm done till the next baby if we decide to have another....
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
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