Where to start, where to start....firstly I know I'm the slackest blogger and commentor in the whole blogging community, and chances are I will do this post and possibly not do another one for weeks or months, OR, maybe I will get the weekly urge to keep documenting life again...I hope that's the case!
So this will probably be a bullet point style post, really just some random thoughts about the last 4 months of motherhood and how my baby makes me smile :)
Okay so already I have gotten out of my seat, walked to the hallway door, and listened with my ear cocked (does that even happen for humans??!) for a peep from miss H...this will probably happen another 10 or so times before I finish!No one tells you that when you have a baby you hear your baby crying all the time- 98% of the time it's not actually them, somehow your brain converts the most unlikely sounds to baby cries!
Miss H is 4 months old tomorrow, sometimes it feels as though it has been a year since I had her....sometimes it feels like only 4 weeks ago. I do find it astounding that only 16 weeks ago this wee human entered into the world, having been confined to my belly for 9 months, and in that space of time has grown and learnt so much for such a short space of time.
She has the biggest wide open mouthed smile I've ever seen, I love it-it's like she's silent-laughing, cracking up but just hasn't learned how to add sound effects yet! She also now tries to copy 'kissing lips' -it's hilarious watching her try to purse her own lips.
I never thought I would feel so happy about baby poo but I do. Our girl is quite a poo-er, and tends to get quite a few upset tummies which are relieved once she goes. So I tend to get a huge amount of satisfaction on her behalf. Gross I know.
I'm still fully breastfeeding, but it hasn't been without struggles. I had to use nipple shields until about 8 weeks, and in her 16 short weeks of life I've had a recurring breast infection that has reappeared 7 times- the first day it appears is always the worse and I have a terrible headache and fever, and feel like giving up altogether.Once it starts clearing up I forget and think I will keep going for a few more months.The last flare-up was on Sunday, and I'm now on a long course of antibiotics 4 times a day in the hopes of getting rid of it once and for all. My original goal was to breastfeed for around 9months to a year, now I feel that I will still persevere and hope to reach those goals, but that it won't be the end of the world if I need to stop sooner-there's only so much my body and morale can take with these infections and happy mum=happy baby.
I took miss H out into the garden today for some fresh air, it was beautifully sunny, but with a fresh breeze. It took me quite a while to cotton onto the fact that she was gasping and getting excited with each little gust of wind that she felt, it made me smile and remember that so much is still brand new and eye-opening to this wee being.
I'm going to cut this post short now and head to bed, but hope to be back to add more to it or hey, maybe even write a new one!
xxx
