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Welcome back to our second week of New Mum Stories. This week we have Jules from PonderingParenthood telling us about the struggles she had in her first week as a mum.
Over to you Jules.
Hi, I’m Jules and I blog over at PonderingParenthood.com. My blog is a mixture of reviews, guest posts and writing from the heart about life with my hubby and baby girl, Little M.
I suppose I would be considered a new mum, as I’m writing this on the eve of my baby daughter being on this planet for ten whole weeks. However, while on paper that seems such a relatively short period of time, it already feels as though this little girl has been in our lives forever.
Already that first week of utter hell feels like a distant memory, and, while we don’t really do routines, I feel as though we have settled in to our own little rhythm as a family and Little M is showing her personality more and more each day, with cheeky smiles and different noises and cries for her different needs. It feels as though we know her so much better as a little person now, and has become so much more rewarding.
You might have been shocked to read that I consider my first week of motherhood ‘hell’. It’s supposed to be all newborn cuddles and earth-mother bonding loveliness, surely?
Well, I hate to burst your bubble but that wasn’t my experience. My first week consisted of being virtually unable to move due to pain from my c-section, finding breastfeeding nigh on impossible with purple nipples and a baby who didn’t want to feed for long enough resulting in a loss of weight which triggered a stressful feeding plan and terrible advice from my midwife, which culminated in completely knocking my efforts to breastfeed ‘properly’ on the head.
Add to that an ill-advised, IBS-inducing curry virtually force fed to me by my well-meaning husband who was concerned about my lack of ‘proper’ food intake and yes, I’m afraid that first week was utter hell! Thank goodness I can look back on it now with a sense of humour.
Ten weeks on things all feel a lot more manageable. Little M is growing well after recovering her birth weight a little later than we hoped, but she got there in the end and now guzzles milk (expressed from the breast, fed in a bottle), as though she hasn’t been fed for a week, at each feed.
I’m loving discovering more about her little personality each day and can’t wait to see the person she grows up to be.
Thank you very much Jules for joining New Mum Stories.
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