Breastfeeding: You’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t. When my breastfeeding journey with Dexter didn’t go to plan and I turned to formula, I felt judged that I had let my son down by not continuing to try to breastfeed him. This time, Felix and I have found a really great rhythm with breastfeeding and yet I still have my doubts that I am doing the right thing because either way you feed your baby, people have judgements about it and as a Mum you worry endlessly. The first two weeks of breastfeeding have come with both its highs and its lows.
Next month marks six months since we moved to our first owned family home. We spent years saving and improving our financial health and moving in to our own home was one of the happiest days of our lives.
2018 has been one heck of a year for us, one I will remember for the rest of my life. England came as close as they have done for years and years to winning the World Cup, we had a gorgeously hot summer (although I seemed to miss most of it!) and not only did we find out we were pregnant, but I also gave birth to our beautiful second son Felix just before 2018 came to an end.
We were invited to our first wedding as a family last month and boy, was I nervous! Dexter thrives on his routine which involves a nap most days, getting out and about to places he knows and recognises and being among people he is familiar with. If you try to take him outside any of this, meltdowns tend to ensue which, at the moment, they are really hard to cope with, what with me being heavily pregnant.
Another year has come to an end, and as always I like to review how I did on my blogging goals for 2018 and make some new ones for 2019.
As I approach my 38th week of pregnancy, it’s becoming crystal clear that this journey is about to come to an end.
How am I feeling about that? Well, in all honesty, I cannot wait! I’ve found this pregnancy to be a real drag, and there’s so much I’m looking forward to doing once I’m back to my old self.
Between migraines, pelvic pain, sickness, diarrhoea, tiredness and heartburn, I haven’t had much time to do the things I want to do- and in a way, I feel really guilty about that, because I wanted these last few months of just Dexter and I to be special, but instead I’ve relied too much on YouTube, staying indoors and letting Neil do the bedtime routine.
It got me thinking though, what have I got to look forward to once I’m no longer pregnant? And the answer is: so much! Although there will be things I miss too…