Friday, January 25, 2013
This new life I have, the one where 90% of my time is taken up by one tiny little boy, this new life that I love, is still taking a little getting used to.
Figuring out a new rhythm when my boy feeds every couple of hours during the day and doesn't sleep much has been challenging. We have to just take each day as it comes.
Thankfully he sleeps really well at night and for the last couple of days has been going from around 10:30-7am!!
But then his next sleep is totally unpredictable. Yesterday he slept for about an hour. Today he has been down for two, and is still going. Yesterday he had a sleep at around 2pm for 45 minutes, but most days he's lucky to sleep more than 20 or 30 minutes in one hit. And then from about 5pm onwards the only way he will sleep is while being held and usually after he has had a feed!!
I promise I'm not complaining. I'll take a good nights sleep over good day sleeps!
But I have found it challenging to get things done during the day around the house. I never know hoe long Hugo will sleep for, so starting bigger projects never seems to happen. I try to get little things done here and there, as well as have a little "me" time, and so some things just end up falling by the wayside.
Like making dinner. Poor Dave this week has had to go to the store and then cook dinner after having worked all day. And we have had some hot weather here, so he is already exhausted when he gets home.
I have found going to the supermarket to be kinda stressful on my own. I hate the thought of Hugo getting hungry while I have a trolley full of groceries, and no one there to help me. Thankfully my Mum was able to go with me yesterday and do a good stock up, so now I just have to cook up a few things and freeze them for the days where things don't go to plan. Not that I ever really have a plan these days!
This new life has very few plans, is still taking some getting used to, but is so very, very beautiful.
Friday, January 11, 2013
Life looks a little like this these days.
Unmade bed, piles of unfolded laundry (at least it's washed!), breast pump/bottle equipment everywhere, baby toys lying on the floor.
And the best part of all. The little boy who gazes up at me while feeding.
I love my life!
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Who knew two months could fly by so fast?!
This little boy brings us so much joy. Every day he becomes more and more interactive with us. For the last 3 or 4 weeks he has been smiling in response to us, and thinks that Mummy making fish lips is funny.
For the last two nights he has been having small giggling fits as he goes back to sleep after his feed at around four or five in the morning. Not just his little baby laugh but a real toddler chuckle. I have no idea what is so funny, but I love hearing it as I fall back to sleep.
He is starting to give us consistently longer sleeps at night. He usually sleeps from around 10:30/11pm through till around 4am. Sometimes he will go through till 5am, and he has even slept right through until 6am a couple of times!
And while this sweet boy of ours gives us great night time sleep, he still doesn't sleep well during the day. He requires a lot of rocking and movement, and some days the only place he will sleep is in my arms.
While I love having him in my arms, Hugo is now starting to get a little heavy for having long sleeps while being cradled. He passed the 5kg mark two weeks ago and he just keeps getting longer and longer. Loves his milk, does this boy!
It continues to amaze me how one tiny little human can so completely capture your heart, but that is exactly what Hugo has done to us. Life before him seems like a distant memory. Having time to myself also seems like a distant memory, but I really wouldn't have it any other way. My life at the moment completely revolves around Hugo and meeting his needs right now, and while it will be nice when he is able to do some things for himself, I'm not wishing away a second of this time with him.
I know one day I will ache to once again be gazing down on him while he feeds, to feel his baby soft skin on mine, to have have him nuzzle his tiny, soft head into my neck. I'll miss the milk drunk look he gets after a satisfying feed, the way it feels having him sleeping next to me, the sweet smell of the top of his head and his innocent gummy smiles.
If there was ever a reason to slow down each day and drink in the moments, he is it.
In fact, I think I'll go gaze at him while he sleeps right now!