Oh what a month it has been ! It felt like a roller coaster ride as my emotions went completely haywired. I was a sobbing bag in the first few weeks. Blame it on postnatal hormones I was hit by baby blues or maybe it was post natal depression ? Truth is it was the most horrendous weeks of my life and it was not something I expected. I thought having a baby was supposed to be a joyous thing ? I feel no joy at all.
Week 1 was like hell. I do not want to even think about it but just in case if one day we have a second one. This is just a reminder.
I was struggling with breastfeeding. I was struggling with a helpless newborn. I felt my world was crashing down on me.
Lesson learnt : DO NOT PANIC. Pass the tasks to others if possible. Babies need time to learn to latch. Babies need to be feed on demand in the first few weeks there is no escape. As new parents you do not sleep you just have to deal with a tired self. This is the introduction to parenthood.
For mums you just have to deal with the pain from the recent birth. After a vaginal birth ( with episotomy), you cannot shit in the first week because it will hurt.With that you have to deal with nipples pain because you are trying to teach the little one to latch. Watch out also for breasts engorgement. You have to start massaging your breasts from day one. This is the introduction to motherhood. See nobody told me about this at all !!
Week 2 was still like hell. In between helplessness I was trying to act strong for my baby's sake. They say I should not cry during confinement but it was not within my control. It is my body's way of reacting. I needed to cry because I was desperate !
Week 3 and 4 less like hell. I was able to rest more because I have managed to drain my mind from thinking too much.I have made several calls to the lactation consultants, spoken to a few mums and received a lot of support and encouragement along the way. Things are much much better , I was feeling more like a human again.
To me the most challenging task was fighting with fatigue and breastfeeding. This is the worse combination ever.
I really want to paint a brighter picture but this is how I really felt in my first month of parenthood.
Oh boy please please tell me it will get BETTER !!
Just to make things sound less sour , at the end of the day it is her cute little face that gives mama the strength to move on to the next. Looking at her steady weight gain and healthy stools makes me feel that my breastmilk has not been wasted. I hope breastfeeding will increase her immunity and do as much good as it is claimed to do. Breastfeeding is no easy feat I will deal with that topic next.
Week 1 was like hell. I do not want to even think about it but just in case if one day we have a second one. This is just a reminder.
I was struggling with breastfeeding. I was struggling with a helpless newborn. I felt my world was crashing down on me.
Lesson learnt : DO NOT PANIC. Pass the tasks to others if possible. Babies need time to learn to latch. Babies need to be feed on demand in the first few weeks there is no escape. As new parents you do not sleep you just have to deal with a tired self. This is the introduction to parenthood.
For mums you just have to deal with the pain from the recent birth. After a vaginal birth ( with episotomy), you cannot shit in the first week because it will hurt.With that you have to deal with nipples pain because you are trying to teach the little one to latch. Watch out also for breasts engorgement. You have to start massaging your breasts from day one. This is the introduction to motherhood. See nobody told me about this at all !!
Week 2 was still like hell. In between helplessness I was trying to act strong for my baby's sake. They say I should not cry during confinement but it was not within my control. It is my body's way of reacting. I needed to cry because I was desperate !
Week 3 and 4 less like hell. I was able to rest more because I have managed to drain my mind from thinking too much.I have made several calls to the lactation consultants, spoken to a few mums and received a lot of support and encouragement along the way. Things are much much better , I was feeling more like a human again.
To me the most challenging task was fighting with fatigue and breastfeeding. This is the worse combination ever.
I really want to paint a brighter picture but this is how I really felt in my first month of parenthood.
Oh boy please please tell me it will get BETTER !!
Just to make things sound less sour , at the end of the day it is her cute little face that gives mama the strength to move on to the next. Looking at her steady weight gain and healthy stools makes me feel that my breastmilk has not been wasted. I hope breastfeeding will increase her immunity and do as much good as it is claimed to do. Breastfeeding is no easy feat I will deal with that topic next.
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