What I have struggled with since having a baby..

I think everyone knows how hard being a new mum can be, but I don't think it's talked about that often. Is it because people are ashamed to admit that they've struggled? Or at times they've felt like they're going to have a breakdown and lose it any moment? Or thinking 'what have I done?', because I sure have. And that's totally okay. You're not alone. No one can be the perfect parent, and babies can test your patience. A lot of people on the outside think 'Oh wow, she's doing great' and you've just posted a super cute picture on Instagram but little do they know behind closed doors you've had a screaming, inconsolable baby for the past three hours or that you haven't changed out of your pyjamas for three days or the fact that you haven't eaten all day. Being a mum is hard work, and before being a mum I didn't realise just how hard it was. But the good news is, is that you adapt and you get used to it! You end up knowing your babies routine, their triggers, what their cries mean. It gets easier and you get used to it. Over the past three months, I feel like I can conquer anything. I've been pushed to my limit, I've cried, I've sulked, I've questioned what the hell I'm doing, I've laughed, I've smiled, I've snapped, I've been strong, I've been weak. I've been human.

  So what are the main things I think I've struggled with?

Three month update

Joseph was 3 months old on the 26th October. I honestly am taken back about how quick the time has gone. You don’t notice day-to-day how much they grow and yet when you look back at photos (which is like multiple times a day for me) you realise holy hell you have grown. When did that happen?! And the milestones they hit you’re just sitting there thinking ‘well you weren’t like that yesterday?!’ and now suddenly he’s cooing and smiling and trying to roll over. It’s incredible. I have honestly loved every minute of being a mother.

Birth Story and C-Section Woes..

My beautiful boy has been on this planet for 11 weeks and 1 day. I honestly can’t believe how quick the time has gone. I have gone from never, ever wanting kids to not knowing where I’d be without Joseph. I wouldn’t change a thing now that he’s here. He is so perfect and I have so much love for him already.I can’t wait to watch him grow up (although, VERY emotional mama at the thought of him not being a little baby for much longer) and I am excited to be a part of his life forever.

On the 26th July 2016 at 13:48pm, Joseph entered the world. Weighing at a nice chunky 9lb 8.5oz, I couldn’t stop staring at him and wonder how perfect he was. I’m quite sad that I couldn’t get a picture of him via skin-to-skin when he was just born as I didn’t get to see him till 4 hours later. But I’m just thankful that he’s here and that’s all that matters.

On finding out..

Okay, let me start off by saying this is going to be a super-duper long post. I’m not even expecting anyone to read this. At all. It’s currently just gone 11pm, I really really should be sleeping right now as the baby and the other half are upstairs snoozin and I’m on night duties. But it’s rare now-a-days that I get ‘me’ time. I’m really going to regret this later when I have a grizzly little baby and my eyelids are practically forcing themselves shut as I try super fast to change a nappy and feed him. Although I’m so pro at it now I probably could do it with my eyes shut..