It’s all pretty new, isn’t it? The little cheeks and the tiny, tiny fingernails. The soft skin and the sweet smell at the back of their necks.
I love it and I’ve experienced it twice. It’s all such a miracle and such a wonder. You are a miracle and wonder. You’ve made it through those months of pregnancy and those long weeks/days/hours at the end when you thought you just couldn’t be pregnant for one more minute. Whatever else you’re feeling, feel proud. You did it.
It’s crazy how much a tiny little one can change your world so much. Its crazy how many emotions you can feel in the first few weeks of their life outside the womb. Mostly tired and sore and wondering when normal mom life starts. Can I tell you something? It doesn’t ever get normal. Sorry. Just when you think you have one thing figured out and bit of a routine established, something will happen to throw it off and you’re off figuring it out again.
That’s the normal mom life. And it is good. But it is also okay if it doesn’t always feel good. If you’re not always madly in love with your little one. When you just want a shower but they will only fall asleep in your arms and when you can’t think of feeding anyone else when you’ve been feeding the baby all day long. That’s why we mamas need each other, we need someone to text us and bring us coffee or hold the baby or agree with us that our baby is the cutest ever.
They say the days are long but the years are short and it’s true. One day can seem like many days especially if you go through multiple outfit changes and the baby does as well. And then one day you’ll realize that you’re closer to their first birthday then the day of their birth and you’ll wonder where the time went.
There are a myriad of opinions out there for you on everything and everyone will feel free to tell you their secrets for babyhood. Here’s my opinion: you are already the best mum for your baby. Got that. It doesn’t matter how you feed them so much as that you will feed them. It doesn’t matter how you get them to sleep, they will sleep eventually. You can figure out your own rhythm, find your own groove and it will be good.
Love the little moments. The smiles. The naps. The little noises and the little milestones.
Make time each day to do one thing that you did pre-baby: read those books, paint your nails, write, draw, create. Drink hot coffee or tea or whatever your drink is. Rest your feet on the laundry pile and breathe deeply.
Call someone when it all feels too much and the walls feel like they’re closing in. Let them hold the baby while you have a shower or get your hair done or just go for a walk, by yourself. They’ll still be here when you get back, all ready to be loved on and fed and changed.
They’re sleeping now, go sleep yourself and I’ll watch him.