The B word.. 

The B word I am referring to here is not a nasty swear word that is too harsh to write out loud.. b is for breastfeeding. I feel that society has made me too ashamed to talk about it, or rather feel proud that I am still breastfeeding my 8 month old baby, having never chosen to give him even an ounce of formula. 

And by society I don’t necessarily mean random strangers, manufacturers or the media, I’m talking about friends, relatives and what the heck even the health visitor patronised me for still wanting to breastfeed! I don’t ram my opinions on breastfeeding versus formula on others, so why is it so normal for people to devalue breastfeeding and openly pass judgement on me! In my experience, the biggest culprits are those who have chosen not to breastfeed. 

I often hear others proudly boasting about how easy motherhood is for them, how easily their babies sleep at night, and how they’ve heard breastfeeding gives you saggy boobs (LOL). I usually sit there quietly and nod, but not anymore.. The next person to make a comment in front of me is going to get it.. 😂😂. In reality I wouldn’t say anything, because, well because that’s not me, and also what happened to women supporting each other. Now I understand the realities of motherhood I would never EVER question another mothers choice.

I know how easy my life would be if anyone could give my baby a bottle and I could just swan around like I did before, and I know I’d get more uninterrupted sleep if i gave my baby up formula.. But guess what, I chose to be a mum, so quite frankly I feel it would be selfish of me to deprive my baby of what is 100% natural. I think it’s high time us breastfeeding mums were no longer made to feel like we had to justify our choices. 

Don’t get me wrong, I know many mothers who would love to breastfeed but couldn’t, and I also get that some people’s personal situations may impact their decision to breastfeed. So I am in no way trying to offend anybody as I don’t think everybody who doesn’t breastfeed is evil or selfish, I’m just sticking up for me and my choice to give my baby what I feel is the best I can.

Another favourite is being questioned on how long I intend to breastfeed for, well the answer is none of your business! I don’t ask you how long you wish to feed your baby, or what brand of milk you have selected for your baby, so next time someone asks me this, then expect me to ask you an equally stupid question in return. 

And yes, I get that me breastfeeding can be an inconvience to people, if it means I can’t attend a certain event, have to leave something early, or provisions have to be made for me. Or if me breastfeeding means I can’t leave him alone with people and you know it’s an inconvience as you’d really like to do things with him too, but here’s another shocker.. I don’t care. I’m happy to miss out on these things, and my babies needs come first and if this means I’m anti social for a couple of years or you have to wait a little longer to get some quality time with my munchkin then so be it. 

And I also get how me breastfeeding him makes him more dependant on me. If I can cope with my baby only wanting me there when he sleeps, why can’t you? If another person asks me if they can attempt to put him to sleep/ back to sleep I might explode! He doesn’t want anyone else to do it except me, believe me we have tried! He may be dependant on me, but he is not clingy, he loves strangers and new people, and he is the most content baby I know, so we must be doing something right. 

So from now on I am going to be more openly proud of the amazing thing I am doing for my baby. I have fed him in the most natural way for 8 months so far, and it really is a pretty amazing thing. 

 

Lucky number seven.. 

My little monkey is 7 months old! Seven months somehow sounds and feels so old, and so much closer to 1. I don’t want him to grow up just yet as I’m loving his adorable smiles, cuddles and cheekiness.

We’ve had a long month of weaning woes (he’s simply not interested) and the introduction of solids has coincided with him waking up so much more at night. I’m hoping that 7 is our lucky number and things will start to get easier soon. I literally don’t have the energy to write about it,  so instead I’ll leave you with these pictures of my cheeky monkey.. 

P.S he can just about sit up now, and today he waved hello for the first time and it made me so proud!  

    
   

122 days old 

My little monkey is 4 months old today. That’s 17 weeks, 122 days and 2928 precious hours. Crazy how when you’re pregnant 17 weeks drags, but now every day just whizzes by. 

My little bear has had a tough month. Although he’s a lot more alert, playful and giggly, he has also suffered from a cold for the last 3 weeks, as have I. He is also showing signs of teething and has lovely rosy cheeks a lot of the time. I can’t help but feel sorry for him, especially at night when he struggles with a blocked nose.

He continues to be spoilt by all of my family and extended family, and he just loves the attention he gets, being the only baby. My husbands family live an hour and a half away, and Sami loved his first trip to visit his aunties, grandma, and great grandma this month. Although since being back we have struggled to get him back into a good routine at night (see previous post). Sleeping and naptime are my least favourite part of the day.

On the feeding front, Sami feeds a lot less now, which has made a huge difference to getting things done and taking him out. For the last month he is still refusing my expressed milk in a bottle. I am hoping that these Mimijumi bottles do the trick. They arrived this morning and I am so eager I have already unpackaged and sterilised them, so their ready to go. Keep your fingers and toes crossed for me.

Sami needs constant entertaining, which can be quite difficult for me, particulary with bad sleep and early mornings. Trust my baby to be a super early bird. Thank god for the many helpers around me, and lots of new toy purchases. His new favourite is his rainforest themed Jumperoo. He is a little young for it, but we prop him up with cushions and only allow a few minutes of play at a time. One day he’ll be jumping away on his own! 

We’ve been very busy finalising Sami’s nursery. We were all set to move him into it at night three weeks ago, but then the dreaded sleep saga arised, putting a halt to our plans. He now has lots of storage thanks to 3 sprouts. They have a colourful range of animal storage solutions, we picked three (an elephant, a snake and a hippo) which go perfectly with Sami’s jungle themed nursery. His rocking chair just arrived yesterday, which is the finishing touch, just waiting for daddy to come home and assemble it! Then, All that’s left is to move his snuzpod and we are good to go (only 4 months late, but we did have a house renovation and move the month before he was born). 

I am super happy as this month we have booked our flights and hotels for our summer holiday next year (it’s my sister in laws wedding but who needs an excuse for a month long holiday). Having not been away since February, I am already counting down to next July! Starting to make plans for it has made it more real, although when I return I will be back to work (sob). 

We have also had some amazing amazing news this month which I am so delighted about, but have to keep shhh for now! Super duper excited about this and just wish I could say more..  

  
   
 

   

  

 

Mummy to be Rant

As the end of my pregnancy draws near, I am increasingly being asked questions by eager friends and family on the kind of parent I want to be and parenting choices I want to make.

This is all well and good when it comes to genuine questions from said friends and family, who are maybe highlighting things they think I haven’t thought of, or are just keen to get involved. However, some of the questions/ comments are really quite bizzarre.. 

Will I breastfeed? Will the baby sleep with me? Will I follow a routine? Will I mix bottle with breast milk? Will I express? Which shops will I buy their clothing from? The questions are endless and I’ve even been asked what school the baby will go to, will I educate them privately, which schools fit my catchment area etc. The poor baby isn’t even born yet and already I am been asked about things that will impact us in 5 years time. It’s pretty crazy and I think it’s a sign of things to come. I am going to have to grow a thick skin to deal with the joys of competitive mums!

I think every parent has an idea of what they would ideally do, but until you get there who knows. What I also find bizzarre is why people are interested in knowing the answers to such meaningless (to them) questions. I have a set idea of how I want to do things in my mind, but I am also well aware that I have never done this before, and will need to go with the flow at times. I hope to be the best parent I can be, and I don’t know all the answers yet but I’m willing to give it a good go and am looking forward to embracing motherhood. Wish me luck..

Rant over 😊… 1 week to go until bumpy (hopefully) arrives.. 

The dreaded S word…

At 33+5 weeks I can hesitantly say I don’t have any stretch marks (yet). I’m really hoping it stays this way but I am also expecting to explode any day now and when that happens I imagine the dreaded stretch marks will appear.

I don’t know if I have just been lucky so far, but I have been using two products which I think have helped to keep the stretch marks away. Every morning, the first thing I do after I brush my teeth is apply Palmers Cocoa Butter Massage Cream for stretch marks to my bump. You can buy this from Boots for £6.99. The best thing about it is its smell, it’s yummy! 

I also apply Bio-oil straight after I shower, I feel like this is the more effective of the two has it has more moisture. I buy this from Boots, and it’s £8.99. The only downside is it leaves your hands (and dressing table) sticky and it doesn’t smell quite as edible as the cocoa butter! I use both products daily and I’m keeping everything crossed that this continues to keep me stretch mark free throughout my pregnancy. 

  

While we’re on the topic of products, there are three other products that are currently lifesavers. I’ve been struggling with sleep since around 28 weeks, I’m lucky if I get more than 5 solid hours a night. So, as you can imagine, the dark circles under my eyes are growing day by day. My current lifesavers: 

  1. Estée Lauder Advanced Night Repair Eye Serum- Synchronized Complex II (£46 from Boots)
  2. Estée Lauder Advanced Night Repair- Synchronized Recovery Complex II (£44 from Boots
  3. Giorgio Armani Master Corrector Concealer (£27 from Selfridges)