We are almost 2 months in (8 weeks to be exact) and I am officially a “mom”; I take copious amount of pictures of my baby, I am lucky if I shower every second day, my house is a disaster, I practically inhale my food when I get a chance to eat with both hands free, I feel absolutely chaotic, but am so SO in love with this little gal.
Isla Skye came into our lives after a relatively uncomplicated day of labour on July 30th at about 2:27am at the Peterborough Hospital. Our planned at-home delivery didn’t exactly go as planned – but when do they ever? I had amazing midwives and nurses and my superstar husband who was by my side every second of the way coaching me and my breathing, getting me through the waves of contractions. As much as I tried to mentally prepare for the labour and delivery, there is no way I could have prepared for the intensity of the situation. While I was trying to stay calm and breath through my contractions I had to keep telling myself that I was indeed going to survive and make it to see the next day which seriously contradicted my feelings in the heat of the moment. But after hours of that we finally got to meet little Isla Skye, all the clenched up 6lbs 6oz of her. The first couple weeks were a complete blur, filled with everything but sleep. The emotions were high and the reality that she was ours and we could keep her had still not set in. We were (and still are) trying to get to know her and her ways – I never realized how much of a personality she already had. After the first couple weeks of learning the ropes of breastfeeding and sleeping for 2-3 hour stints, I started pumping so that Ryan could take a night shift with a bottle which allowed me to sleep for 4-5 hours strait! This SERIOUSLY was a game changer. With the little extra sleep, I felt like I could finally enjoy my baby. 8 weeks have passed since then and we are still very much learning her ways – she is a new baby with new needs almost everyday. She is currently in a phase (I hope) of wanting to be held all the time. At the beginning I thought something was wrong because she seemed fussy all the time unless she was in our arms or breastfeeding, but I am learning to accept her needs and give her exactly that – the comfort of being held.
The most challenging thing for me has been accepting the fact that I cannot have a plan and can’t complete my daily “to-do” lists anymore. I am lucky if I get one thing off that list done. That has been tough, feeling like I can still be productive, clean the house, make dinner and try to do some work and maybe play some volleyball on the side. I have truly appreciated help and finally feel alright accepting it. My mom has been an angel – bringing meals over or helping me clean the house which has been invaluable to me and my well-being. And Ryan is home most days which I am so grateful for! There’s someone else to hold her when I need to do something on my own.
I always dreamed of having a baby and what it would be like, and it has been nothing like I expected. But the miracle of this little being and the new things she does daily is the most exciting, rewarding feeling possible. I am so grateful for everyday I get to spend with her and hold her and nurse her. I know that we are laying the foundation for her life and development and that truly is the most important thing in our lives right now – way more important than an irrelevant to-do list that day. I can’t even believe how lucky I am that she is healthy and growing as she should be, and that is what this life is all about.
As for her development, she is breastfeeding like a champ, she’s holding hear head up pretty well, her legs are getting super strong and she likes to stand while we hold her. She is smiling more (started smiling around 4-5 weeks) and is usually pretty responsive when we talk to her. She LOVES looking at lights and especially the sky. She calms right down when she is outside and always falls asleep when she’s in her wrap or snuggly being carried. We have gone on numerous car trips for up to 3 hours at a time and she sleeps the entire time, a roadtripper at heart She weighs around 9lbs now and is finally out of her newborn clothes – fitting nicely into her 0-3 sized clothes. She absolutely loves it when Ryan puts her in ‘Jaguar’ pose, especially if she’s gassy, loves a warm bath and loves sleeping between us. She is perfect and I can’t wait for every new milestone she hits!