Being a mom feels like that ;)
But seriously, how it is to be a mom?
Sometimes I hate it, and I sigh to how my life was before, and then things get easier and I kind of enjoy changing dirty nappies several times a day and sooth my baby for hours during the night.... Who am I kidding??!! My life is over! Big time! And probably I'll never have so much free time I used to have before.
But sometimes I try to imagine how my life would look like without Zoe and it seems so predictable, so BORING! With her I never can be sure if I'll survive till the next day without going crazy! ;) Life became so unpredictable, so dangerous with such a huge amount of caffeine in my veins and constant lack of proper sleep. Being a mom is a wonder.
I am like: "how the hell I can still function?"
Being a mom is a challenge.
I think I can't do any more , I'm exhausted and I want to jump out of the window or throw myself under a bus ,and then my baby pushes me even more, so I need to suck…
After leaving the hospital the third nipple ( hemorrhoid) was my biggest concern, but then I saw it! And I had to google straight away "how vagina looks like" ,because I was puzzled.
I said puzzled? Sorry! I was terrified! And I haven't looked there for another two weeks!
Then I finally got the courage to check the situation again, but unfortunately nothing has changed! WTF! I've been doing Kegel exercise since the second day after birth!
I got 3 stitches and I thought I will be pretty tight down there ,but it turns out that giant meteorite left giant destruction! Sex is out of the picture for a while!
Baby blues? Well...guess.
Hemorrhoids , gaping hole, marathon feeding, sore nipples, general exhaustion... You name it!
I cried, I was tired, I was angry, frustrated, depressed, but then I sucked it up and repeated like a mantra : THIS IS MY FIRST AND LAST BABY!!!
And here I am, 6 weeks and 2 days after Zoe has been born, asking my husband if he would consider anot…
Our baby girl aka Milk Vampire is one month and one day old today , and her mama (me) turned into a walking vending machine!
After another 6 hours ( on and off ) marathon feeding I take a big breath and I sigh "thank God is finally over", when she suddenly opens her big eyes in which I see milk madness!
I can't imagine how there is anything left in my boobs for her to eat! But I know, if I won't feed her in that very moment she will scream like a mad man! Or mad baby - to be more specific.
On a day like today I wish I could put her back into my womb!
It's emotionally and physically draining, and I'm asking myself why I'm still doing it?
Honestly I don't know.
She is natural. She can latch so easily and maybe that's what keep me going?
Our little cobra :) She will shake her little head right and left in a short distance from my breast just to attack her prey ( my nipple ) by surprise.
If you're curious how strong that baby …