Alice's first-day-of-school outfit. Sept 2012.
It's funny to look back at those first few weeks of new motherhood. Those early days after Alice was born and we started our journey as new parents. It all seems like a dream! I was so emotional and sleep-deprived and uncertain. And it was a given that I'd be in tears at least once a day.
Obviously having Alice turned my world totally upside down. At 33 years old, I'd spent the majority of my life being responsible for only myself and here was this pink and squirmy little baby that was now my responsibility. To say that I felt an immense amount of pressure is a bit of an understatement.
So many things stressed me out back then. Is Alice eating enough? Will I be able to solely breast feed? Is she peeing and pooping enough? Is she too warm? Or maybe she's too cold? Does she cry more than other babies? How will I ever leave the house again?
And that was just the tip of the worrying and fretting iceberg.
Things have gotten so much easier since those early days. I am not suggesting that I know it all at just six months in, but I feel much more confident in caring for and understanding what this little human needs from me on a daily basis. And that is such a good feeling.
I've always heard and read that babies thrive on routine. And I think the same can also be said for new parents. Those early days of feeding on demand and sleeping in increments of two hours or less made being rational and seeing things clearly a bit difficult. Now, though, we have found our groove and my days with Alice are predicable. There may be a pediatrician's appointment for Alice or a mommy/baby class sprinkled in our week but mostly one day mirrors the next. And we both thrive on that.
Now I see why couples decide to have more than just one kid.
How long did it take for you to get in the groove of being a new parent? I loved Alice from the second I met her but, I'll admit, there were times in those first few days after the new baby rush wore off and the sleep-deprivation set in where I wondered what the hell we'd gotten ourselves into. Now? I can't imagine my life without her.