4pm came and it was time to go. I procrastinated and became flustered. I was nervous. Berto was nervous. We gave all the instructions for dinners, bedtime and routines. We kissed the girls goodbye and sat Reagan on her mat to play. I started to shake with nerves. We walked towards the car, got in and ...
I've decided that making a promise to myself is not enough. I need to make a promise to my precious girls. But not just one. Although neither of them are even close to learning to read yet, I have put together a list of promises for them...
Before we knew it, we had the anaesthetist down explaining the epidural to me and I was signing all kinds of paper work. And then I was off on a trolley into theatre, my translator shaking with nerves for me. I think I was still in denial
If you can imagine the Tasmanian Devil zooming in through your house and destroying/ upending every damned thing in sight. That is our sweet little toddler. And people say that boys are the destructive ones
I was a little too overjoyed and had the strongest urge to lick her head. Yup!!! Lick her head!!! You read correctly. I turned to my hubby and said, 'I just want to lick her head like a giraffe!' I couldn't really understand why he laughed.
my milk "didn't come in", or so I was told. Obviously, and I know now, I could have kept her at my breast to get that milk in but being completely ignorant to it all, I listened to the nurses and ended up giving her a bottle of formula. Instant nipple confusion. I then ended up being very sick and had to pump and dump ...
This is a bit of an overdue blog posting since I am actually not pregnant anymore, nor am I living in China. However, since I wrote it, I may as well publish it now too. As many of you know, I've lived in China and being pregnant there definitely had its ups and downs; just… Continue reading Pregnant Alien
In September 2016, we moved to Kuwait. Our plan was to stay for 2 years, save as much as we could (with some travelling in that time too, of course) and then move to Mexico where we hoped to settle. Kuwait was nice. A little small and not too much to do apart from visit… Continue reading Moving Home
The moment I had my first baby, I felt ready to have another. After all, I had told my husband that I wanted 5 children and time was ticking if that was going to happen. I wasn't getting any younger contrary to my own beliefs. I held off for almost a year though until I… Continue reading Baby Number 2
postnatal depression noun noun: post-natal depression . depression suffered by a mother following childbirth, typically arising from the combination of hormonal changes, psychological adjustment to motherhood, and fatigue. - definition from Google I never really understood what PND was. I always thought it was when mothers didn’t bond with their babies immediately and for some reason… Continue reading What PND Really Feels Like