My pregnancy was great and I was so looking forward to the birth of my son. I worked for a company that specialised in baby products and would speak to mums regarding nutrition, sleep and settling and developmental milestones for babies and toddlers. I thought I had all of this down pat. When my son arrived, all my knowledge I’d ever learnt completely went out the window and I was a nervous wreck. I was discharged from hospital within 12 hours & no-one has given me any advice or guidance on breastfeeding so I had no idea if I was doing it right. My bub was attached to me non-stop, and any time that someone else tried to pick him up, he would scream until he was back in my arms. My husband would try & take him for a walk (just so I could have a shower & wash my hair), but by the time he got to the end of the street he’d be back again because he was screaming so much! The first few months were really tough – thankfully I didnt sink into a depression, but being so sleep deprived does mess with your mind. And come to think of it theres probably days that I shouldnt have been driving a car, I was so tired. BUT, slowly, slowly, things started to get better. My son wouldnt scream when my hubby picked him up, he’d enjoy having play time on the floor, he enjoyed going for a walk. I learnt not to look too far in advance, but just take every day as it comes and keep a positive outlook. And if we had a particularly bad day, I’d call my mum and ask for help. My son is now 15 months of age and he is the happiest, cutest, most loving little boy. He’s still my little shadow but I love that we have such a close bond that no-one else will share. I just wanted to let others know that it isn’t always rosy when you first bring bub home and everyone is trying to adjust to the new family dynamic. It takes time, but things will get better.
Posted by daisyblue002, 8th May 2013