Busy Day, Sleep At Last

I hit the wall today. I decided I needed to get some things done. So baby must sleep.
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According to my resolution, I have put baby in either the car seat or push chair when he needs sleep, about 9am, and left the house.

This morning he gave up the fight against sleep almost immediately. Unfortunately he didn’t stay asleep long. When we returned home I decided that today would be the day he sleeps, not in my arms. Today I needed to get stuff done.

So I left him in the car seat to watch while I vacuumed. I then fed him and put him in the front pack. He snoozed while I got more things done. I then transfered him to sleep on his tummy, which he has done for 1.5 hours!!

I have finally managed to barge through a to-do list that has been haunting me for weeks. Phew!

Sometimes one just needs to enforce a day at home in order to have the space to make baby sleep. I can almost guarantee he’ll be in a great mood when he wakes. He needs the sleep and is so happy when he looses the fight and falls.

Now I need a rest!

Sick Baby

The best thing to do when one has not slept much for two nights and their baby has a snuffly nose and chesty cough is to prop themselves up on the couch with baby on their chest.
My boy has been struggling with a small cold and has been preferring to sleep on his stomach, but this is vehemently warned against by all of the health professionals, so I’ve been allowing him to sleep on his tummy during the day – while I can supervise.
Snuggling on the couch when we’re both tired and I’m rather sore from the lack of sleep is delicious. Getting to look at and smell my precious boy is a rather large bonus!

Delivered

We were blessed with our beautiful baby boy on 19 April, born after 37 weeks and 3 days.
I awoke with a shock at midnight on Good Friday with severe back pain and contractions. To cut a 19 hour story short, the extreme back pain lasted the entire labour, the epidural failed, he was the wrong way round and had his head in an awkward position. He was born weighing a healthy 7 pd 7oz.

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Unfortunately he had a problem with wind from the beginning, which degenerated into severe vomiting by his 18th day. On his third week anniversary he was admitted into hospital for tests that eventually revealed he had pyloric stenosis. An operation to trim the muscle in his stomach that had gotten too thick (a problem for about 3 in 1000 babies, predominantly in first born boys) enabled food to pass from the stomach to the intestines again.

At last, just before his fourth week begins, we can take him home and effectively meet him and learn all about him again. He’s like a new baby.

I am so in love with this little being!

My pain and fatigue levels were doing rather well up until our second hospital stay. With the stress of my precious baby being sick and sleepless nights ensuring he didn’t choke on his vomit, a flare up has ensued. But, thank God for my husband! He has done most of the night shifts at the hospital so I can sleep and express breast milk for baby. I never could have survived if not for him. He has been AMAZING!

The combination of my husband’s help, choosing to express and then feed via the bottle and my mother-in-law cooking our meals has enabled me to survive and enjoy my baby. I am so thankful, so blessed, so happy.

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24 Weeks

Time is disappearing at an alarming rate. I am just three weeks out from the third trimester and from what I have read, I don’t want to get there too quickly!

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My little boy has become more and more active as the weeks go by. My little tenant loves to let me know he is there, especially when I have just lay down or started attempting to meditate after yoga.

As much as it has made me more in awe of this process I am going through, and reinforced why I am doing it, his little movements have also helped him start his bond with his father. My love likes to sit or lie with a hand or his head on my belly when we are relaxing together in the evening. It is the most amazing thing to see his reaction when baby prods at him.

Pregnancy is simultaneously tiring, painful, scary, awe-inspiring and ultimately bringing me around to a fuller sense of the world and my part in it. 

When I see tiny baby clothes I get such a sense of excitement for when I can snuggle with my little boy! When I see other babies, I get a tingling sense of joy for the fact that I will soon have one of these!

I have had some of those excruciating calf cramps that have woken me up in the early hours of the morning, the first one panicked me and I was practically hyperventilating as I tried to remember how to relieve it!

I have been super hungry. Super tired. Struggling to sleep comfortably for more than one or two hours at a time. So I am trying to actively remind myself to take it easy and rest more frequently. This is hard to do when I am getting married in three weeks, but I am trying!

This is a pregnancy diary from my first pregnancy in 2013/14. For my most recent pregnancy diaries and my pregnancy resources see here.