Tuesday 25 June 2013

Freak Accident!

Hubby has been injured in a freak-gardening-accident. Somehow gigantic gardening scissors clipped his leg. Three times. It needed stitches. Six. This was very traumatic for everyone involved.

Hubby was then under strict doctors orders to not move from couch and not shower for 48 hours.

I carefully pointed out that I had been able to walk around AND shower 24 hours after having needle pushed into spine and a person extracted from my abdomen with a scalpel.

Alas. A man's pain can never be fully understood by a woman.

This is just a tounge-in-cheek account of something that was quite scary at the time. Hubby has been amazing at looking after me for entire pregnancy and recovery. I couldn't find better support anywhere. So he deserved a rest.

But. Just saying.

Thursday 20 June 2013

Naughty Crankypants goes on holiday

When bub was born we ended up in hospital for a week. Got transferred from big-busy-hospital to small-peaceful-hospital in countryside overlooking mountains etcetera, rather like holiday. It helped that I was almost alone in ward - and got lucky and scored the only private room for the first two nights! By "lucky" I mean had meltdown and cry declaring only way could possibly go on was if got private room with ensuite.

See, previous night at big hospital had spent rocking bub in loos as bub was easily the loudest baby in entire hospital. And cried all night. Also we were sharing a room.

At new hospital bub quickly established herself under the nickname "Naughty Crankypants."

But man. Everybody spends entire lives complaining about hospitals and the care offered. So this is to say thank you to hospitals, the nurses and doctors who first saved both our lives and then gave us a holiday. Thank you!

Saturday 15 June 2013

Catch Up

Catch up today with antenatal group.

Chose the totally logical meeting point of... a pub. Think hubby and I simply do not know how to organise catch ups anywhere else, due to lack of experience.

It was great to see everyone plus bubs - and listen to every birthing, baby and breastfeeding experience. No one's had an easy ride.

Sometimes early motherhood is a lonely existence. Both because, well, you're home alone most of the time with baby - but also because you feel so alone in the world wondering if anybody else has struggled like this, do other women cry when they breastfeed or just ME?

They do. It's not so lonely after all.

PS. Having a baby is still great. I love her and couldn't imagine life without. That doesn't mean it's all smooth sailing. The devil is in the details, as they say. But it's going better and better.

Thursday 13 June 2013

Octopus arms

In my new series "helpful hints for new moms" part one:

How many arms do you need to breastfeed in public?

1 - to hold baby.
2 - to hold breastfeeding equipment.
3 - to hold down baby's flailing escapee arms.
4 - to hold scarf or similar over self and baby for modesty.
5 - to hold coffecup.
6 - to hold phone.
7 - to keep waking up baby which keeps falling asleep like time is of no consequence and you do not care about exposing selves in public.
8 - to give middle finger to onlookers (optional).

Also, breastfeeding hurts. Many Byron women make it look easy and natural and this can make you feel a total failure as a mother for not turning into "Madonna with child" within five minutes. You're not alone.

Monday 10 June 2013

Baby baby

It's all going well. It's almost been 6 weeks. The good news is I can, at 6 weeks (apparently some kind of magic number) resume important activities such as driving and... and doing yoga? Nah.
I plan to take up yoga again. Soon. Within a year, definitely.  You see, for a bout of Bikram you need a three hour block. Baby currently allows for an occasional 20 minute block. If hubby is around.
Also, taking a medication which lists "weight gain" as one of its side effects. And as you know I am lazy. Why bother with exercise if going to put on weight anyway?

Love my new life. Love it.

Hurrah!

I'm back!

Testing

Well?