We’ll just ignore the fact that I failed to blog the final 2 weeks of my pregnancy and celebrate the fact that at 3 days overdue I went into labour and my little man arrived safe and sound on the 31st of August at 12.49am weighing 7lb5oz! He’s absolutely perfect (like, actually) and I am so in love.
For those who want the nitty gritty I’ll do a follow up blog post with details (not too gory) of my birth experience.
I am still coming to terms with the fact that I am now a mum but I’m enjoying the experience and everyday I learn something new. My partner has been absolutely amazing and I couldn’t have done any of this without him (literally). I couldn’t have asked for a better father for my son.
This whole pregnancy journey has taught me a lot and I feel it has changed me, for the better (of course). It’s brought my family closer together, my partner and I, its created this amazing little life that I love more than anything in this world. Everybody gives you advice while you’re pregnant (and a majority of its pretty shit) but the two things I have found to be true so far are 1. You will feel love like you’ve never felt before and 2. It’s hard work – nobody can prepare you for what the first few weeks will be like.
It’s coming up 3 weeks on Monday and I cannot believe how fast it’s gone, it’s insane. We’re starting to find our feet a bit more now and are feeling way more confident. A routine is starting to form and sleep is now existent again.
I hear noises from the bassinet, shit – my time is up. Will post my birth story tomorrow (fingers crossed) and will set time aside each week to update you with how it’s all going.
Until then… X