Ah, motherhood. It's something most women will venture into at some point in their lives, but somehow it seems completely terrifying to be outside of it. I am a mom to a three month old, so I know approximately nothing, but I want to share my thoughts and experiences for no other reason than to look back on some day and laugh at myself.
Alright, so. The newborn phase is hard. Real hard. The hospital experience was actually really great (read my birth story) but coming home with an extra person to care for is pretty crazy. The first week was a blur... Piglet only slept for like 2 hours at a time round the clock so I was essentially a zombie. Having Eric home was wonderful. He brought the baby to me during the day when it was time to feed him (which was... all the time) and he made sure I ate something on occasion. Loveyouboo.
Here is what I learned in the first 3 Months:
It's Vital To Accept Help
It has never been easy for me to ask for help. But, there were so many changes so fast that I was so thankful to everyone who offered something. Eric had to take some finals the second week Piglet was born, so my mom came and stayed with me while he was gone. It was nice to just have someone unload the dishwasher and make coffee and hold the baby while I showered. We also had people drop off dinner for us the first few weeks. I have just now started cooking (occasionally) so that was so helpful. Eating takeout gets old!
I'm Not As Patient As I Thought I Was
I've never really considered myself the most patient person in the wold, but I am definitely less patient than I thought I was. Babies are babies (duh) which means they cry when they are tired instead of just falling asleep. It doesn't make any sense and it invokes a lot of Dear Lord, please let this baby sleep when his eyes are slowly closing and they jerk back awake again the second you try to set him in his bed. In addition to the prayers for sleep, I have also prayed for a lot more patience - I know I will only need more of it as time goes on.
Resting is Important
I actually felt really really good after Piglet was born. I was in very little pain and I didn't need any pain meds, which I am so thankful for. Still, I didn't take it easy enough. I tried to do too much too soon and I wish I hadn't. People are coming over to see the baby? Okay, let me wipe down the kitchen counters real fast. Stupid, Ashley. No one cares. I only had a short window of time where I could sit around and people wait on me hand and foot (and it's wonderful) and I wished I had let myself rest a little longer.
The Love is Like Whoa
Oh man, I love my little guy so much. I mean, I knew I would, but it's definitely more intense than I expected. And it has just increased as I have gotten to know him more. When he smiles at me... it's like my heart is going to explode. Just so intense. And yes, everyone told me it would be that way. I just didn't fully understand until I experienced it myself.