Welcome back to another installment of New Mum Stories. This time Laura from Adventures With J shares with us her story on becoming a mum and the struggles with breastfeeding.
Over to you Laura….
When I first became pregnant I found the idea of breastfeeding very uncomfortable. It wasn’t something I had really thought about before but my initial considerations were to bottle feed. However, within only a few weeks of being pregnant I was bonding with my baby. I had a strong instinct very early that my baby was a girl and I had a name for her very quickly. Breastfeeding started to feel like a great way to connect with her once she was born. Sadly, my baby’s heart stopped beating and I never had that opportunity.
Welcome back to the latest installment of New Mum Stories. This week I’m happy to share Nicola’s story from Mummy to Dex. Nicola tells us all about her baby led parenting style when it comes to sleepy time.
Over to you Nicola…
Finding your feet as a new Mum is totally and utterly overwhelming. No amount of groundwork could have prepared me for coming home with my new bundle of joy, feeling as if my vagina had just done ten rounds with Mike Tyson, completely exhausted after a long labour with the added pressure of trying to get feeding established and trying to do whatever I could to look after this tiny human. View Post
Hello and welcome back to New Mum Stories, this week we hear from Eleanor over at Savings 4 Savvy Mums. Eleanor shares with us her story of becoming a mum which I have to say sounds a little like mine – overdue, induction, epidural…
Over to you Eleanor…
The long awaited arrival arrived – with a bit of help!
After two and half years and a miscarriage I had made it to 38 weeks. I was just on maternity leave and full of excitement. Looking forward to a week or two at home before giving birth. I cleaned the house, cooked extra meals for when baby arrived, packed and unpacked my hospital bag and of course rested. Then I started to get bored. 39 weeks passed – nothing, 40 weeks passed – nothing, 41 weeks passed – nothing.
Hello, welcome back to another installment of New Mum Stories. This week we hear from Jo, over at Pickle and Poppet. Jo shares with us how she felt when she became a New Mum and how her life changed.
Over to you Jo…
When you’re pregnant you spend your time imagining what things will be like as a new mum. You spend your days reading through the growth of your developing baby. Making decisions on the birth, feeding, the nursery, names. It’s all very exciting. You prepare and you get ready for your life to change.
I had everything ready.
The nursery was done, names were chosen, birth plan completed. I’m ready! Except I really wasn’t and I found out very quickly.
Hello and welcome back to New Mum Stories. This week’s story is from Laura over at Autumn’s Mummy Blog. Laura shares with us her story of gorgeous little Autumn’s scary first few weeks for every mother.
Over to you Laura…
My new Mum story is a little dramatic and might be triggering for some, but it shows that it’s never too early to trust your instincts when it comes to your baby!
Autumn was born full-term in September 2016 after an uncomfortable but normal pregnancy, with scans that were fine and when she was born she had an Apgar score of 10/10. Everything was going so well, she was gaining weight and was doing everything she should be. On the morning she turned two weeks old, I remember sitting in bed breastfeeding her and looking down at her thinking just how lucky I was and that things almost seemed too good to be true.
That evening she projectile vomited after I fed her. “Ooh! You were too greedy!” I said to her, but I already felt like something was a little bit wrong. It was projectile, not like normal baby sick and she looked shocked afterwards. The same happened after the next feed and the next and the next after that. By then, it was morning and she was lethargic, so I rang the doctors. By the second time she’d been sick my Mummy alarm bells were ringing and I knew something was wrong!
Hello and welcome back to New Mum Stories. This week’s installment is from Jo over at Fifty-Something Fruit Cake Jo’s story is from her memories of being a new mum to her son over 28 years ago.
Over to you Jo….
Remembering being a new mum
I always knew I wanted to be a mum one day. Something in my DNA told me that I should be a mum and that was all there was to it. After 6 years of marriage I found out that my dream was to come true and my first baby was on the way. A trouble free pregnancy and birth followed and apart from a few stitches and a day of bed rest after I fainted in the hospital toilet all was straightforward.
That is until I took my son home. Why had no-one warned me how scary it was looking after a newborn? While I was in hospital all was serene. I fed him, changed him and napped on my bed while he slept. I waddled into the dining room for breakfast, lunch and dinner and chatted to the other new mums as we wandered around in our PJs. We were a happy bunch and had a ball teasing the contraceptive nurse when she suggested we would ever want to have sex again. I loved being a mum and thought I was a natural at it. Did I come down to earth with a bump when I left the cocoon of the maternity ward.