Merry Christmas

Today is Logan's first Danish Christmas and as a Christmas present he threw up all down my bra! What a spoilt Mama I am.

Looking forward to posting photos of the festivities and I also need to write up his first month letter...how time flies.

Wishing everyone an amazing Christmas xoxo

I tried to write this post...

but then my son woke up and demanded to be fed!

I promise I'll start with more regular posting soon, although with Christmas and New Years celebrations to be had it may not be until January (I will get on here before then though I swear!).

Lucky (& a Big Thank You!)

I feel so blessed to have connected with such amazing people through this (& my old blog). When I really needed help you all jumped aboard and I couldn't feel more lucky!

Thank you so much for the advice (& kind words regarding my last post), it's so nice to be able to communicate with mothers who have been through it and know how I'm feeling. It's a pity we don't all live close as I'm sure we'd create an awesome mother's group.

Honesty

Milk Coma

I'm in the process of writing up Logan's Birth Story but in between feeding, changing and uncovering what it really means to be a new Mum it's taking longer than I anticipated.

He's a very fussy baby at night as well, we're slowly learning tricks to get him to sleep but it's definitely taking it's toll. So far we've found swaddling him in Wombies (those zip up sleeping bags with no arm holes) is good, so is sleeping on his tummy (but I'd kill myself if anything happened to him because of SIDS so we don't do that unless we're watching him non-stop), having him in our room seems to be sort of ok but I think what we need to try next is a radio on low or something because he completely passes out during the day when everything is noisy and in the nursery he was used to the noise and the radio as well. If anyone has any other suggestions though I would love to hear them!

My cousin suggested doing a dream feed at 10pm and following the Save Our Sleep but I really don't want to be on a strict schedule...then again maybe that is what he needs.

It's amazing how much you're unaware of what being a mother actually entails and what raising a newborn is all about. For example I thought that breastfeeding would be relatively easy - how wrong I was. I wouldn't go so far as to say I hate it but I definitely don't get the joy out of it that lots of other mothers seem to get. It doesn't help that he won't latch on without a nipple shield and that I got mastitis in one boob plus the leaking drives me crazy (although at least it isn't waterfalls any more like it was when I was pumping & feeding him in the nursery). I also swore I'd never give my baby a dummy (pacifier) or bottle and both those things have gone out the window. Hubby helps me out with feedings because I've got so much milk expressed and he'll bottle feed him and yesterday I bottle fed him because my cousin & her partner were over for a visit and I didn't feel comfortable breastfeeding in front of them. I've booked myself in at the Breastfeeding Centre attached to the hospital so hopefully they'll be able to help me out (or at least get us on track to get rid of the nipple shield) because at the moment I'm counting down the days until I can stop breastfeeding and I've barely even begun!

Hubby has also sort of returned to work, he wasn't supposed to start until January but because the person who is 'in-charge' of him is leaving he needs to go in and work on lots of projects. Thankfully it's only half days but I wasn't expecting that to happen so soon so I feel a bit under-prepared. My Mum has been really helpful though and she comes over and helps out whenever she can, I don't think my house has ever looked/been cleaner. I just wish other people would take a page out of her book and help out when they came over instead of expecting us to provide everything. My cousin was the exception to the rule yesterday bringing lunch which was a lifesaver.

So to sum up my little rant: motherhood for me at the moment is tough, I am getting some moments of joy but I think the baby blues have taken over and it doesn't help that I've always been inclined to get teary/unhappy. I'm looking forward to Logan settling down a bit more and me too for that matter.

Photo Time

Finally on a computer!

Before he got moved to the nursery

First car ride

Chubby Cheeks

In his cousin's hand-me-downs :)

Logan's favourite position!

PS: Thank you for all the lovely comments xoxo
PPS: The Christmas tree is up however only 4 ornaments are on so far...fussy baby yesterday!

Introducing...

Sorry I've been AWOL but as of November 23rd at 345am I became a Mum to Logan Peter. He weighed 9.9 pounds with a huge head! Other than using the gas it was a VERY long natural labour.

Unfortunately Logan developed an infection & was in the nursery until Monday when we finally got our little (big!) man home.

Things are going well other than insane amounts of milk & a bit of mastitis.

I can't figure out how to add a photo because I'm using my phone :(

Hopefully I'll get on my computer today but our main plan will be putting up Logan's first Christmas tree!