The main reason why I wanted to write this post is to cheer up fresh mommies who can’t breastfeed or have some difficulties.
Don’t get me wrong. I agree that breastfeeding is the best thing for your baby and you as well. Plus, it doesn’t cost a thing, you don’t spend time by preparing the formula, you don’t need to sterilize all the ****. The milk is instant. Can’t beat it. Who wouldn’t agree? But when it is not working it is not workiiiiing. Nothing you can do.
Important info first: My daughter is now 5 months old and she is not breastfed. She is on baby formula. It is slightly different with breastfed babies.
When I was little I used to hate carrots. It was all mushy, no taste. And now at my 39 I am making my daughter eat the same stuff. 🙂 No wonder that she doesn’t like carrots. This is our story how my baby daughter started with the “solid” food.
When I was born in 80’s there was no such thing as a bonding with your baby after a labor. The baby was placed strictly into a different room with a window so daddies could wave at you, like you were some kind of an alien. A xenomorph. Okay, Alien is my favorite movie. :D I don’t know why. Probably to make sure that when the baby comes out it wouldn’t get a shock from seeing the mom’s face the first time 😀 and vice versa. Well, you are going to spend with each other whole life 🙂
I am glad things are different these days. I was told that the bonding is very very important. And if you don’t have the proper bonding it can affect your relationship with your baby. That is just scary. Right? You are sh****** your pants from giving a birth to a child and they yet scare you with things like bad relationship with your lovely child. Okay, I am exaggerating a bit. 😀
Well, my bonding wasn’t the bonding you read in magazines about.
BUT… one week ago… I wasn’t in labor… I was in Liberec, testing a baby carrier according to the thorough manual. 😀 Almost like on airplane! 🙂
Last week I was alone with my daughter. My boyfriend went climbing to Sicily. Yes, I let him go. It is his passion. The worst thing, from my point of view, is not letting your partner to do what he/she likes. Some women might disagree. And I admit it. When your man has way to many passions like cycling & climbing & drinking & spending too much time in bathroom (not in front of a mirror) & watching sports on TV it gets quite frustrating.
I took the week alone with my daughter as a C.H.A.L.L.E.N.G.E. 👍 Who doesn’t like challenges, right? 🙂
During this one week as “a single mom” I have learnt these 10 things
Disclaimer: I write this post based on my experience. Every baby is unique. Every mom is unique. So please take this as my recommendation.
When I was probably in the 5th month of pregnancy I started panicking: “There is no way I could get ready all of these things for my baby”. I usually have a hard time buying a pair of pants for myself and now I had to buy a million things and I had no idea what to buy, where to start, basically what to even want.
I don’t want to share a plain “to buy list” . There are dozens of those and they drove me crazy as they never explained why you need it.
I want to share a list of things based on my experience with an explanation why the certain item was useful or not.
It is a long list but after you read it you might know little bit better what to aim for.
I must confess I feel touched by lots of things these days. It started with the pregnancy and got even worse after the labor 😀
Today I was coming home by metro. I was getting ready to get off and still while the train was arriving to the end station I saw two kids on a platform jumping and waving. A little girl and probably her older brother. In the background there was their mom for sure.
I have no idea how to start with this one but deep down I feel I gotta write about this sentence people sometimes say about little babies. And the sentence is “What a good girl/boy” and “What a bad girl/boy”.
It might get lost in translation but I will try my best to explain what bothers me. 🙂
This is going to be my first short one. A short one means a short post up to maximum 50 words. 🙂
I had a first chance today to go running. After 3 months and 2 weeks after my daughter was born. Well… let’s call it jogging. 🙂
I used the style when you walk & run and you switch after a certain distance. Basically I went out for 15 minutes just to try it out. So no big performance. But every mom after either natural labor or a S-section understands that even walking after a month is a not much fun.
My boyfriend told me to write down every single thought that pops up in my head so I don’t forget what I wanted to write.
I followed what he said. Two day ago at 4 am I basically wrote the whole post. The only problem is that I cannot quite read it 😀