My Baby Has No Routine and I Don’t Mind

Before Logan was born, a lot of people would tell me how good it is to get baby into a good routine. They’d tell me how important it is for ensuring baby knows when their naptimes are and the difference between night and day and if they are in a good routine, it means you can have some time to yourself or do some chores etc. At first I wasn’t sure, but then I started to think maybe it would be good. As long as it isn’t bad in any way for my baby then surely it’s fine. Which I’m pretty sure it is in any circumstances, everybody loves a good routine sometimes.
The first couple of weeks of getting used to having a baby, both Logan and I slept and ate pretty much. We didn’t leave the house much or bother with things like that. We only saw family and friends if and when they came to the house or on the rare occasion we would all go out as a family. He certainly didn’t have any set naptimes as he was a newborn and a doctor once told me that apparently, young babies can sleep for upto 22hours a day…what on earth is he talking about?!  View Post

My Baby’s Social Life is Saving Me

For many years I’ve definitely found myself as the type of person who would much rather stay in, keeping myself to myself than going out doing things or rather spending time with people in a sense. I always found myself making up excuses as to why I couldn’t meet a friend for shopping that day or trying to get things done any other way than having to go out and do them and it was simply because I couldn’t really be bothered.  View Post

When  2 Became 3, My Labour & Birth Story (Part 2)

On the Wednesday, the first pessary I had been given was removed and the midwife did an examination of my cervix. Not much had happened at all. I was approximately 1-1.5cm dilated and my cervix was still too far back so she placed another in and left it to do it’s magic for another 24 hours. Again, I tried walking, bouncing on the pregnancy ball, I had a curry for tea and ate a lot of fruit in the hopes it would help move things along. No such luck. View Post

When 2 Became 3, My Labour & Birth Story (Part 1)

I went to my 38 week midwife appointment with a touch of nervousness and a whole load of excitement. I’d had braxton hicks on and off for the past few weeks and had been slowly losing my plug. Baby had been engaged for at least a week and had been head down for a few weeks. So in theory, I was thinking something should be happening around now. My midwife carried out all of the usual checks, hearing baby’s heartbeat, measuring my bump, BP etc. However, my blood pressure was a little raised and she wanted me to see the community midwives again in the morning. I was fairly accustomed to this as I’d done it twice over the past few weeks. View Post