These past few weeks I have been given a real insight into the VERY hard parts of motherhood. We were very lucky with Rosie, she quickly settled into the newborn routine of eating, sleeping, eating, sleeping and so on. It really is true when people say that your children will all be completely different. Also that no baby is textbook (that is very, very true). The first 6 weeks with Alexander we thought that he was just a 'colicy baby'. We spent a fair amount on all the popular colic relief remedies but nothing helped. By 10 weeks I started to feel like it was something more than just a wee bit of gas. He cries in pain and nothing relieves him. It is heartbreaking to see. We have now been give gaviscon and ranitidine from the doctor. The gaviscon made him sorer by giving him constipation (one thing after another!!!!!). The ranitidine (Zantac as most people know it) *seemed* to help but after 3 days we were back to constant screaming and crying. I am lucky to live in an area with lots of lovely supportive mums. A few of them recommended a lady called Claire Morrison who operates from Priory Gym in Kirkcaldy and who is a qualified Bowen Therapist. We have seen her twice now and she ia wonderful. I really think that this is the only thing helping him at the moment. One thing I would like to get across in this post is my support for our NHS. In both my pregnancies I had 1st class maternity care. The post pregnancy care with Alexander has been brilliant and this situation highlights that. My health visitor is absolutely brilliant, supportive and always in touch to make sure we are all doing ok. Above this, the referral from my gp to the hospital was escalated so we are seeing a paediatrician tomorrow...less than two weeks after the referral from our surgery. Really couldn't ask for more. I am so glad that I have the support network around me that I do. I can see how women could so easily slip into postnatal depression in the blink of an eye. If you are reading this and feeling like the pressures of being a new mother are too overwhelming and getting on top of you, please, please do not sit silently on your own. There IS help to support you and you are not alone in how you are feeling. These past few weeks I have had the biggest whirlwind of emotions - I have laughed, danced (lots with princess Rosie), cried a lot (to Ashley in the middle of mothers and toddlers in Markinch (!) and Laura (spence) in the middle of the doctors surgery and perhaps screamed a little myself...not to mention the emotional whats app conversations with my best friends Laura, Kylie, Cat and Heather and of course my mum and Julie (where would I be without you two!?!). I've put a quote below which I have always loved since becoming a mum. No matter how hard it is, I know I am blessed to have two beautiful and healthy children. Here's hoping little Alexander can get his sore tummy sorted so that our 'Daly' adventures can continue for many years more...😊
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Anyone who has children will know that getting ready in the morning can sometimes (most of the time!) be like a regimental upheaval. Once Scott leaves for work during the week I usually have a wee cuddle with Rosie and Alexander in our bed, usually lying there thinking 'ahh, this is bliss'. That is, until, like today Rosie decides to give Alexander a *cuddle* by sitting on his head. Bang goes the blissful silence of snuggling my two peaceful children! So it's off with Alexander to his nursery to change him (which is a task in itself - I always compare changing a newborn to trying to dress your barbie doll / action man as a kid). I give myself plus points in the morning if we manage to get him changed without him performing his magic fireman hose trick, thus soaking me, his changing mat and usually the clean clothes I have picked out for him. All whilst this is going on, trying to have eyes on the back of my head to watch Miss Rosie who is usually trying to squash herself into his jumparoo which she is now miles to big for (and she HATED it as a baby!!!). Changing Rosie is now actually quite pleasant. Now that she is speaking we pick clothes out and if she really likes them she tells me they're 'nice'. Very sweet. She's also recently become obsessed with her belly button and likes to point it out every morning. After the changing rigmarole it's off downstairs for breakfast. Rosie is a great wee breakfast eater, except for mornings like today where she places her *empty* bowl on her head and ends up with milk all over her hair and face - 'DONE!', she proclaims. No honey, it's 9am and you're only just getting started...! Where to start...I am a 25 (26 in a few weeks!) year old mother to two beautiful (yes, they are beautiful, because they're mine(!!!) 👍❤️) children - Rosie (nearly 18 months) and Alexander (nearly 3 months).... Currently off on maternity leave I often tell my husband of my daily woes and laughs with the babies and have been saying for a while that I should blog. So here we are - my first post, marked by National Hug Day (probably one of those annoying made up *national* days but who cares)! In between changing nappies filled with poo, dealing with Rosie shouting 'NO' at every request and cleaning up Alexander's sick (not to mention having him permanently attached to my boob like a dummy) I will be blogging my trials and tribulations with photos and funny's of life in the Daly Family! Here's a wee photo to mark 'National Hug Day'! |
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