Breastfeeding guilt. Something which a lot of women suffer from. I’m one of them right now. I managed 24 hours of breastfeeding with little man. And in my head, that wasn’t even ‘proper’ breastfeeding. I had to express for him, because I couldn’t get him to latch on. We tried & tried & tried; with breastfeeding support workers and the midwives, but I just couldn’t do it. I blame myself because I think I could have tried harder. I feel I really did try though. I felt so guilty at the switch to formula, because it is drummed into you …
Silent Sunday
The weighting game
No, not a typo… I’m now back on the weight loss drive! Before I fell pregnant, I had reached one of my goals of a loss of 50 lbs (my target loss being around 72 lbs). I had pretty much fallen off the wagon though, and was just about to get back on it as it was getting me down, when we got our BFP. I climbed back aboard for a few weeks, when I couldn’t really stomach eating much anyway, and did a bit of walking, and then just lost all control and started eating anything & everything, and …
Things I don’t miss about pregnancy
Following on from my previous post on things I miss about pregnancy, I thought I’d write about what I don’t miss! No matter what people say, there is always going to be something every person doesn’t like, or complains about. I didn’t think I would complain after what we went through, but I did! Although not much in public, and mainly towards the end… Having to go to the toilet every 15 minutes. Especially places where there were a lack of toilets. And getting up 3 or 4 times during the night to go! A painful bump while trying to put shoes/socks …
Baby’s night out
On Sunday night little man had his first night out – obviously sleeping over somewhere, not a night on the tiles! He stayed at the in-laws for the night. Now, we have our reasons why he stayed over so early on, at only 3 weeks, but really, I don’t feel I need to justify it to anyone. He’s our child, and we will decide what is best for us & him, I don’t care what anybody thinks. End of. Anyway, I wasn’t really worried about leaving him, as I knew he would be well cared for; I was just very …