Finding His Feet

Baby A is 4.5 months corrected, 6.5 physical age; 21 weeks corrected or 29 weeks physical.

The paediatrician said that I should only go by his corrected due date because it doesn’t matter if he was in the humidicrib or in the womb, he was still developing and wasn’t ready to be out yet! He also said that 2 months is a big time frame when you have only been alive for six months. Same goes for one year, and even two years, then it starts to even out a bit.

So now at 21 weeks he touches his toes and grabs his feet! He had casually done it before, but now he does it with such a sense of discovery and joy. His favourite time to really play with them is when he is on the change table, diaper free! He puts his cute plump short legs into the air and reaches his hands up and pulls on his feet and toes! The cutest thing ever! He lights up with his eyes taking it all in, and a huge smile paints his face with joy.

I love getting to watch his grow and discover!

First Mother’s Day

Today was my first Mother’s Day as a mother. Poor Baby A was sick, sneezy, coughy, snotty with a hoarse voice and not feeling well. My husband was at work for a long 12 hour shift. Motherhood is not a glamourous affair. It is challenging, it takes all that I have.

My intention is not to come across as being ungrateful for the gift that I have, I know I am lucky to have a baby, to have a husband, to have a family. I just think that all too often, people gloss over the hardships that also go with having a baby. The sleepless nights, the sleep deprivation that becomes the new normal, the constant laundry due to slobber, vomit, pee, poo, for both bub and us. The necessity of always looking after someone else and having them be completely dependent upon you. The comforting of a bub when all you really want to do is crawl into bed and sleep yourself, but you cannot, you will not because someone else is counting on you. There are so many sacrifices that happen and I think we just jump to “well at least you have a healthy baby” comment or the half hearted threat that if you don’t enjoy this time now then you’ve missed out on the supposed glory days that you create by having a child, a baby.

There are so many really sweet quiet times. There are moments when I just hold baby and marvel at how perfect he is. There are times when his smile just melts my heart. There are times when we are looking into the mirror and I see him see himself and see him smile at himself because he’s now discovering who he is apart from me. The new discoveries he makes regularly keep it so interesting and precious. All of it is so precious.

So even though my husband was away and my baby was sick and I was at home all day with him, it was still a good Mother’s Day because I am a mother and this is how life is now. <3

Holding My Little Person

I’ve just put my little person, our baby, Baby A to bed. He’s nearly 5 months corrected age and he’s been alive for nearly 7 months now. Alive… that’s actually not true, he’s been alive for a lot longer, he was alive within me before his first gasp of air nearly 7 months ago.

I rocked him to sleep and as I held him close I could feel my heart in the centre of my chest beating, expanding, deepening. My love for him has blossomed and continues to grow as the days pass. I held him in my arms and I just listened to him breathing, his sweet little breaths in and out. I felt his body with complete trust being held in my arms. I gazed upon his sweet innocent face looking so peaceful. I felt so much love. I still feel so much love.

Still I feel so tender from the NICU experience, about having him so early, about all of the complications in my pregnancy and with his birth. I am hoping that time will help heal this wounded heart of mine.

I am grateful that we made it out alive. I am grateful that we are healthy. I am grateful that we are a family. I am grateful that I continue to know love in ways that I never knew before.

 

Baby: Tired Signs

Something I’ve learned is to put baby down at the first signs of being tired. These tired signs include:

fussiness

rubbing eyes

red eyebrows

general crankiness

Otherwise, if I don’t put him down then he becomes “overtired” and then he is nearly inconsolable. He will then cry and refuse to sleep.

So Scorpio

Having a baby and becoming a mother has been very scorpio to me.

To simultaneously love something and not know if you can go further, but somehow do.

The crying, the laughter, the crying, the tears, the smiles, the poo.

The tired eyes, the exhaustion, the elated joy.

Going the distance for someone else.

Abandoned any sense of selfishness. It doesn’t exist as a mother.

Merging with bub because there is no other way, he is from me.

Sleep Deprivation

Wondering if sleep will ever be something that I can do for hours at a time again. Wondering if parents actually just get used to not sleeping? Wondering how I somehow continue to cope with the lack of sleep and relatively function during the day.

I know it has a profound effect upon my brain and my ability to think and problem solve. I know it has a major effect upon the amount of caffeine I have been drinking to stay awake. A decaf latte and a herbal tea just aren’t cutting it for me these days.

Ready for baby to sleep through, or at least get four to five hours minimum in a row at night. Please.

 

The New Era of Husband

My husband is already an incredible man.

I admire him for his strength, endurance and capacity to always think outside of the box.

He is genuine, he is original, he is completely and utterly authentic.

I learn something from him in one way or another, every single day.

Now that my darling husband is a father, things have changed.

You might think, oh no… things have gone downhill since baby arrived.

But, no.

In fact, life has just gotten that much richer, that much deeper, and that much fuller.

My husband as a father is beyond words.

He is unbelievably caring and nurturing to myself and our son.

As I continue to think that I love this man as much as I can love,

I then love him even more.

Seeing him with our baby melts me, it excites me, and makes me feel so much love.

The joy that is derived from our household right now is contagious.

The joy is so think and so omnipresent that even if we are sleep deprived,

things always seem to brighten up and go our way.

My husband is absolutely my life partner,

he is my soul mate

he is my everything.

By far the greatest love of my life and I am blessed to know him, to be with him, to experience life with him.

It is through our love that we have created our own family and it feels so fuqing good!

Little Prince A

This baby is in need of emotional support.

His motor skills and other areas of development are above average

yet emotionally he still needs a lot of care and extra attention.

This is A OK for me.

This Little Prince, Baby A gets a ton of love

from myself

from my partner

from random strangers

from friends and family

He is a light and people see it.

Perhaps his light needs other’s lights to help shine brighter

by reflecting back their own light and illuminating all

this is the same as his mama!

I guess we see in others what we see or recognise in ourselves.

Little Prince A is of royal cloth this is for sure – especially emotionally.

20 Weeks

20 weeks, 12 weeks “corrected”

He stands and supports his own weight

He grabs at objects

He makes eye contact

Smiles, oh those smiles!

Laughs at times,

Makes strong eye contact

Sucks really hard – I have hickeys!

He’s massively determined and makes grunting sounds of effort

He wants to taste everything:

Mom, Dad, Teddy, any toy, tissue, hands, anything that he can put into his mouth!

He has a super strong grip – maybe stronger than mine!

Our super baby no longer looks like a premie!

He has filled out with a double chin and leg rolls!

He is an absolute joy.

 

Pure Joy

Baby lights up when speaking

he gets out his words

as pure joy exudes from his being

he is pure delight

last night I had tears of Joy

joy so strong brought about by my own boy

my own son

my son!

my sun!!!

Such a blessing

I love getting to interact with him

to engage

to be so totally present

and in love

in joy.