Well, isn’t sleep deprivation exciting? I totally underestimated what it does to your brain. I am fine with looking after the little man and I am managing to get the essentials done, but Thursday I completely lost the plot in the evening – Mr C practically threw me out of the door and made me go out for a hour by myself then when I came home made me go to bed and he was in charge of Piran downstairs until midnight. It made all the difference and when the health visitor came yesterday I was on top of the world and she seemed convinced that I knew what I was doing.
Thursday was hard for a number of reasons, Piran is constipated and when I called for advice there was confusion over how I should be making up the bottles I am giving him, and at one point I ended up wailing that I was a failure as a mother because not only could I not breastfeed I was incapable of making up bottles too. Stupid really, there is just so much conflicting advice. Anyway I got that all sorted with the health visitor when she came and now it is even easier than before which is a result.
This week was all about coming to terms with the way things all turned out and getting on with our real life as a family. So far, that is great. We have a gorgeous son who is big and strong and very long with big hands and long fingers and monkey toes.
He makes the most amazing, confusing and frankly odd facial expressions and I could happily watch him all day.
He scares us at times because he flings his head about and headbuts us when he is upset. He is just going to get bigger and stronger so I will have to work on my muscles that is for sure. At least we managed to bite the bullet and get out for a walk on Friday.
We are getting there. He has a difficult period every evening where he cries for about a hour and is restless either side. We are finding ways to deal with this, we will see how it goes. Mr C is amazing and is getting more confident by the moment. I am typing one handed and cuddling with the other because Piran cries when I put him down today. I must get my papoozle out and free my hands! I miss blogging and need to write, although I should probably be sleeping. I love twitter and everyone’s support and advice. Thank you, especially for all the comments on my last post and offers of help. You all rock.
Last word from the little man: