One thing I wasn't prepared for in motherhood.. the opinions , oh the opinions on every decision you make, every milestone you hit, every cry your child makes. Let mothers be mothers and learn and grow as we will. There seems to be a strong stigma of 'First Child Syndrome' whereby people feel the need to express their thoughts in one single expression ... 'I bet you dont do that with the second child' ... or some variation of the phrase. Maybe I will, maybe I wont.. but right now in this moment this decision feels as the best decision for MY little girl.. if I want to make all her food from scratch, if I dont let her watch the TV and kindly ask you to turn it off around her, if I adhere to a particular bedtime routine and so on, its mine and my husbands choice as parents and I kindly ask for a little respect ❤❤ There are always times help is needed and support is welcomed, and I dont disagree, but let us first time mamas have a little encouragement and respect in our choices 😙 Mamas out there you are doing an amazing job! . . . #motherhood#parenthood#decisions#strugglesofparenting#nojudgement#rantover#firsttimemum#firstchild
Well I'm not going to pretend everything's been sunshine lollipops. The past few days and nights have been ROUGH. Max hasn't been getting a lot of sleep and is very difficult to settle, especially at night. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ It stresses me out when people tell me that newborns (1) should be getting 15-17 hours of sleep a day and (2) shouldn't be awake more than an hour at a time, including feeding time. How is that even possible? It makes me feel like a failure. If only it were that easy. Am I doing something wrong here? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ We try to put him back to sleep as soon as possible after a feed, after a nappy change and occasionally some tummy/play time, but there's just no way he drifts off that quickly or easily. He's either wide-eyed staring around or crying. I just don't get it. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I've tried holding him, swaying, rocking, shushing, talking, singing. I've tried the bouncer, carrier and pram. All with varying success. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ During the day I can sort of manage with the little energy I can muster. But at night, I'm absolutely exhausted and frustrated. I'm dying to sleep. I feel alone because Tung has work and needs his sleep, yet I'm conflicted whether I wake him for help because I'm in total despair. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I know this is all normal and it's just the way parenting goes. But still, it doesn't make it any easier.