It’s been a long time since my last post. Over three months, and we now have a 10 week old baby and a 2 year old. I posted all about our journey with raising Curly, the lessons I learned, our efforts with sleeping, feeding, discipline. Well those lessons never stop, and now we have a chance to implement some of those things we learned with Immy (the newest member) AND find out if that annoyingly glib phrase is true…”all babies are different.” Continue reading
Curly (not her real name) was born in a little West Australian town March 2013, weighing a healthy 4.05kg with a strong heartbeat. Whilst still in the hospital I felt at one point that her breathing was a bit fast, but a midwife quickly dismissed my concerns claiming that this was normal. We took our little girl home after five days. Proudest moment walking down the hospital halls and into the car park holding our tiny little newborn. At home we sat on the couch and stared at her, “Now what?” I asked. We were elated and ready to start parenthood, but it didn’t take long before I started noticing other things seemed amiss.
The excitement felt when I realised that pain was contractions, regular contractions, I’ll never forget. Excitement, fear of what lay in store, it was my time to experience childbirth like the billions of women gone before me. I felt the contractions early in the morning and by 9am they started to happen fairly regularly. But I still wasn’t sure, I timed them on one of my pregnancy apps and remember telling H, “I think these are contractions, they’re every four minutes, that’s regular right? I don’t know.”