That's right I'm a mum!
Now, I know being a mum is nothing new. New mums are, in fact, born everyday, but as I sit on the couch drinking my tea and watching yet another recorded episode of "The Voice" it dawns on me... I, Amanda R, am mum (and to the most amazing little boy in the entire world- I must add)!
These first few months have been a whirlwind and while I've been diligent about capturing every. single. movement our little guy makes on my camera phone, it has come to my attention that I have not captured a single memory in written form! This was somewhat of a shock to me as throughout my 6 years of post-secondary education, I have come to really value the importance of written self-reflection (insert eye-roll from each and every one of my classmates.. haha). But in all seriousness, I want to be the best mum I can be. And if academia has taught me anything, to develop and grow in any role, one must prioritize and seek out opportunities for continuous learning. So that brings me back to tonight, where I've now shut off the T.V. in an attempt to find words to capture the adventure that has been mummyhood.
* I've decided to use a blog as a vehicle for these adventures so that other new-mums can laugh, love and learn alongside me, and more seasoned mums can mainly laugh (remembering though, that every mum was once a "new-mum").
K J R- 8lbs 5oz |
I became a mum on March 15, 2013 at exactly 12:18am. While many mums may say they became mums the instant that 2 lines (or a happy face, or a digital "pregnant") appeared on the home pregnancy test, I can honestly say that for me that was not the case. Those feelings, while at the time felt so impressive, paled in comparison to those I experienced when they placed my screaming, gooey, puffy-faced baby on my chest. As I looked down at this real live human being, something had changed, I was his mum! Now, what I wasn't expecting was how utterly clueless I was about to feel...
Baby K had been born via c-section, so I was in the hospital for 2 days following his birth. For those two days, I didn't have to change a single diaper, or retrieve the baby from his bassinet for feedings (I have the most amazing husband). I also didn't have to think about those new-mum worries (Is he breathing? Is he swaddled too tight? Does he have a fever? Is that jaundice?) since the nurses were in every couple hours to check on him (and me). I'd like to think I was able to "ease" into my new role as mummy by completing an "observership"(minus the breastfeeding- that got "real" very quickly.. haha). However, when our discharge day arrived D and I stood at the hospital entrance, baby in tow looking at each other thinking, "Are they really letting us walk out with this little guy? We are not qualified to do this. Poop just got real"...
Sleeping- Perfectly normal for a newborn! |
-A
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