So, reading over the last post I have to update you that we sim-ply just gave up trying to put Abi down any earlier than 2am until SHE was ready! .. and the last week or so she has gone down ON the DOT at 11pm every night, and for the first time (I am still holding my breath) she went down tonight at 7pm (woke/fed/went back down at 8pm) and has been asleep ever since (time now 11:50pm and counting) SURELY this CANNOT be the time when I can begin to say with pride and not a tad of self importance/achievement - My daughter is ONLY three months old and she is ALREADY sleeping through the night! It's funny as for years I have heard other parents talking about the achievements of their children and wondered why they sound so proud of such bizarre and seemingly mundane things, but the sleeping thing is just a drop in the ocean of achievements Abi has had this week - but they are all so miniscule to mention, a new sound, or intonation on an already discovered one, a new way of looking at me whilst feeding, almost launching herself off the chair thingy in the bath...these are almost not worth mentioning to people I speak to during the day and yet....they are such meaningful moments and all so precious! Today for example, we lay on the bed for more than half an hour, just kissing each other, well Abi's version of kissing anyway, which is open mouth, eyes blinking with loads of goo-ing! Blissful.
I just had to write another post although it's not been a month since my last, as this last fortnight I have begun to look into childcare, and it has been the most painful thing I have ever had to go through, and I still have three months before I have REALLY got to go through it. I had an appointment to go and meet my first childminder posibility on Monday, and an hour before we were meant to go, I was curled up on the bed weeping, just managing to get myself together enough to call and postpone half an hour beforehand, and thankfully without yelling down the phone, "I DON'T WANT TO MEET YOU YET, Stranger who will possibly have my child to themselves more hours in the day, more days in the week than me"....it's just not right, but it has to be done, right! Right? So many women have been through this before, but this time it's me, and it hurts!
NB - These lovely photos were taken by my very talented husband...anyone wanting something equally as lovely of their own offspring please go to http://www.matts-i.com/
I just had to write another post although it's not been a month since my last, as this last fortnight I have begun to look into childcare, and it has been the most painful thing I have ever had to go through, and I still have three months before I have REALLY got to go through it. I had an appointment to go and meet my first childminder posibility on Monday, and an hour before we were meant to go, I was curled up on the bed weeping, just managing to get myself together enough to call and postpone half an hour beforehand, and thankfully without yelling down the phone, "I DON'T WANT TO MEET YOU YET, Stranger who will possibly have my child to themselves more hours in the day, more days in the week than me"....it's just not right, but it has to be done, right! Right? So many women have been through this before, but this time it's me, and it hurts!
NB - These lovely photos were taken by my very talented husband...anyone wanting something equally as lovely of their own offspring please go to http://www.matts-i.com/
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