Yep, it's true. I have a kid, and that makes me a mum. There are certain things and moments that really make me feel like a real mum:
- Being out for an anniversary dinner with just my hubby, dressed up a little, and hubby asks, "Did you realise you have boogers on your shoulder?"
- When Cooper wants me, and only me, to hold him.
- Sneaking into Cooper's room and putting away his clean clothes and adjusting his blankets without him even knowing I'm there.
- Reading 'Where is the Green Sheep?' over and over at 5:30am, snuggled on the couch in the dim light with my bubba.
It's an awesome privilege to be a mum.
Thursday, 5 April 2012
Tuesday, 3 April 2012
Working update...
So, I've been working for a week and one day, and had an insanely busy weekend, and I am TIRED! I don't wanna go to work tomorrow.
I started out very well, feeling all organised. Lots of meals prepared in advance, house clean, stuff like that. I had energy enough still at the end of the day to do what I had to do. But after a hectic weekend (with a later night than I've had in yonks), things being flat out at work and increasingly interupted sleep, I think I'm ready for a break. Good thing it's only a four day week!
Cooper has been starting to get a bit upset with me leaving him, which makes me feel terrible. He was up every two hours last night, just wanting to hang out on my boob. I left him for 4 hours for my first job, fed him at 1pm then dropped him off at mum's for the afternoon job. He has refused milk since then - almost 9 hours and counting. He's asleep on his dad now... we'll see if he'll do a dream feed or be wanting to feed during the night, but I'm wondering if he has decided that since I've dumped him so much, he is gonna dump me.
My boob feels fine... by now I'd think I'd be feeling tight, which makes me wonder if my milk has dried up. I feel a bit bad ... like I put work in front of my bubba's needs. But I suppose 9 months isn't too bad. My goal was minimum 6 months but hopefully 12. I suppose splitting the difference is ok. And hey, he might feed all night again!
Time to pack the lunches... morning will come around soon enough!
I started out very well, feeling all organised. Lots of meals prepared in advance, house clean, stuff like that. I had energy enough still at the end of the day to do what I had to do. But after a hectic weekend (with a later night than I've had in yonks), things being flat out at work and increasingly interupted sleep, I think I'm ready for a break. Good thing it's only a four day week!
Cooper has been starting to get a bit upset with me leaving him, which makes me feel terrible. He was up every two hours last night, just wanting to hang out on my boob. I left him for 4 hours for my first job, fed him at 1pm then dropped him off at mum's for the afternoon job. He has refused milk since then - almost 9 hours and counting. He's asleep on his dad now... we'll see if he'll do a dream feed or be wanting to feed during the night, but I'm wondering if he has decided that since I've dumped him so much, he is gonna dump me.
My boob feels fine... by now I'd think I'd be feeling tight, which makes me wonder if my milk has dried up. I feel a bit bad ... like I put work in front of my bubba's needs. But I suppose 9 months isn't too bad. My goal was minimum 6 months but hopefully 12. I suppose splitting the difference is ok. And hey, he might feed all night again!
Time to pack the lunches... morning will come around soon enough!
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