Month 2
Entering month 2, month 1 seems to have flown by so fast. (Do you know in Hungary they have 2 years maternity leave??! Of which, they pay you the full salary the first year and half salary the second year.) Nonetheless, confinement was no walk in the park - with the heat, tons of food stuffed in me, fatigue, lack of sleep, breastfeeding problems, everyone telling what to do and how to do it in all ways but the way you want to, and so on...
All in all, it went:
Pregnancy - Help!, Great!, TIRED (for the 3 trimesters separately)
Delivery (induced) - Scary & yes, painful.
Recovery - Pain ... Frustrating (with no more pain but 10kg of stubborn fat and 2 sizes bigger.)
Confinement - The faster it's over, the better.
Full month celebration - FUN FUN FUN.
Now - I'm a mum! Woo hoO! Getting there, one step at a time.
Great fun at the full month coz it signaled the end of confinement and boasted of a healthier looking Fiona (she was induced early because of her small size). And so many of our friends (more of hubby's) squashed in my small apartment together to bring well wishes.
I make a lot of to-and-fro on this decision but when I had to look after Fiona, it was very clear. Although currently (and seemingly) practically & financially silly, the direction would be to create a situation where one of us can be at home with her. To grow with her and help her in her development when she's picking up everything so fast. I'm trying to work something out, there's no answer in sight but I'm sure if I keep going, I'll find a way.
You know the thing about career accolades, competiting & being that go-getter, high profile job, stretch marks (!!!), stubborn fat, pants that still don't fit (!!!), breastfeeding inconveniences, sleeping 2 - 3 hour blocks and living on little sleep altogether, and so on...? All out the window. One tiny little person can make it so easy for you to ignore what's not important and shift your focus so you know where your true commitments lie. It's going to be an adventure!
Before my botak cut. 10 Sep 07 After my botak cut - it's ok (My kiasu mum is going to make it part of a calligraphy brush. =P)
All in all, it went:
Pregnancy - Help!, Great!, TIRED (for the 3 trimesters separately)
Delivery (induced) - Scary & yes, painful.
Recovery - Pain ... Frustrating (with no more pain but 10kg of stubborn fat and 2 sizes bigger.)
Confinement - The faster it's over, the better.
Full month celebration - FUN FUN FUN.
Now - I'm a mum! Woo hoO! Getting there, one step at a time.
Great fun at the full month coz it signaled the end of confinement and boasted of a healthier looking Fiona (she was induced early because of her small size). And so many of our friends (more of hubby's) squashed in my small apartment together to bring well wishes.
I make a lot of to-and-fro on this decision but when I had to look after Fiona, it was very clear. Although currently (and seemingly) practically & financially silly, the direction would be to create a situation where one of us can be at home with her. To grow with her and help her in her development when she's picking up everything so fast. I'm trying to work something out, there's no answer in sight but I'm sure if I keep going, I'll find a way.
You know the thing about career accolades, competiting & being that go-getter, high profile job, stretch marks (!!!), stubborn fat, pants that still don't fit (!!!), breastfeeding inconveniences, sleeping 2 - 3 hour blocks and living on little sleep altogether, and so on...? All out the window. One tiny little person can make it so easy for you to ignore what's not important and shift your focus so you know where your true commitments lie. It's going to be an adventure!
Before my botak cut. 10 Sep 07 After my botak cut - it's ok (My kiasu mum is going to make it part of a calligraphy brush. =P)