Baby, look back, miss him already, Poonami, This too shall pass, You just have to laugh

When all you can do is laugh….

I have talked previously about poo explosions (poonamis) and I am sure you think that this is an exaggeration, so I thought I would share one of our messier incidents.

When my little one was born he was the king of frequent Poos, roughly every 2 hours (but typically the minute he had a fresh nappy on). So I had no idea what people were talking about when referring to poo explosions.

But oh did I find out! As our little one got bigger, his poos became less frequent and much bigger!!

I was in a local shopping centre in Butlers one morning. It was packed and I stupidly bought a tea and scone. I spent over 10 minutes with a tray in one hand, pushing a buggy in the other trying to find a seat (in a very cramped cafe!).

Eventually a seat became free so I manoverd the buggy into place and sat down. I put the little one on my lap for a change of scenery for him. I had just buttered my scone when I heard a big rumble from his nappy and I just knew it was a big one.

So I sat there contemplating what should I do. Do I leave the tea and scone I so longed for and go straight to the baby room or do I take 5 minutes to eat the scone, have some tea and then go. 5 minutes won’t make much of a difference I am sure. So I popped some tissues behind his top to protect it (just in case) and took my 5 minute break.

Once I was done, I carried the little one in one hand, pushed the buggy in the other to get him upstairs to the baby room. I couldn’t put him down as everyone knows the biggest no no in poonami’s is pressure on the nappy!

In the short 2 minutes it took me to get to the changing room, not only did I discover we did infact have the biggest poonami ever, but this had spread up his back and leaked into my top! I have plenty of emergency clothes for the little one, but none for me! 🙈🙈

So I tried by best to wash my top and had to walked around the shops with a big wet patch on my top before starting my 30 minute walk home.

Lesson of the day, in the realm of poonami’s, 5 minutes makes all the difference!

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Back to work, exhausted, miss him already, settling in, Sickness, Uncategorized, What will make me happy

My return to work

It’s been way too long since I last wrote, primarily because the last 6 weeks have just been a whirlwind. I am back in work roughly 10 weeks (but who is counting) and in the time we have had 1 stomach bug, one vomiting bug, countless colds and coughs and one particularly bad virus.

At the same time I have faced a pre-busy season in work. I am an auditor by trade, so I work in a very male dominated industry. There are not many mommas at my level right now (actually I am the only one at my level but there are a few above and below). To put it into perspective, the department has 200 people, so it’s not a small department!

Finding the right work life balance is so hard! Before my little one arrived, I could easily do on average 12 hour days, ramping that up in busier periods and working my weekends. But I have had a major shift in priorities. I now not only have mothers guilt but guilt I let my team down in work too! I am in charge if pickups from Creche. So I go in early and leave early. If I miss a pick up as I have late meetings, the guilt I feel is just awful. And it’s not just that, it’s that I miss my little one.

I was hoping to hold off writing this post until I had all the answers, until I had achieved the perfect balance and I feel I could provide people with great advice. But the reality is, there is no perfect balance.

I have been stressing over trying to get this balance right, but in the last two weeks I have come to the conclusion that you can’t really have it all. But the important thing is to know what you need to prioritise at different times.

When I feel the guilt, I try and ask myself what will make me happy. Will attending this meeting make me happy, will getting to creche make me happy, will meeting my deadline make me happy? A happy momma is a happy family. A happy worker is a more productive worker. So what will really make me happy????

It changes and flexes every day. But that’s ok too. Achieving things in work is important, but so is being there when your baby needs you.

A sicky baby

Some things I have done that help me:

1) Get a cleaner – you have enough to be doing working and looking after a family, so getting help with the big cleaning jobs is so important

2) be disciplined – I block off my calendar when I am due to go, to avoid meetings going into it.

3) when you feel the guilt, check in and see what makes you happy

4) when you see issues coming up, raise them early, you know when things will become unmanageable!

Finally remember, we are all human, and we are doing our best. That’s all we can do!

10 months, Baby, can't wait for a cuddle, creche, miss him already, mum, settling in, This too shall pass

Heartbreak at leaving my crying baby at creche

Ok so my little one was officially 10 months yesterday, so not really a baby anymore. But as every mother says, he is still my baby!

Last week we started our creche settling in period for our little man. The first day he spent an hour there with daddy. He had a great time playing with all the new toys.

The second day he spent an hour there by himself. I dropped him off. He was busy playing with toys when I left and seemed happy out. Only upon collecting him did we find out about 15 mins after leaving he cried on and off for the rest of his time there. The good thing is that he wasn’t crying by the time he was picked up by nana.

The third day mummy and daddy dropped him off. Today he spent 2 hours at creche. Again, he was happy out when we left as he was busy playing with toys. But the same thing happened 15 mins after we left. He cried on an off until he was picked up by daddy and nana, he was delighted to see them both.

The fourth day, Friday, he went there for 3 hours. He got upset as daddy was leaving. The good thing is that he did sleep. And overall cried less while he was there. So that’s positive. But the minute he saw Daddy he burst into tears until he got a big cuddle.

Today it is my turn to drop him off. I didn’t think much about it as I was running around getting things ready for creche. He was so good going in. I put him down on the floor to play and he was fine. And then all of a sudden he just burst into tears. The kind of wail that means I just want my mummy. I picked him up and he stopped immediately. I handed him over to one of the girls and the wailing started again with his arms outstretched for me to take him back.

My heart absolutely broke. I had to leave my crying baby with people I didn’t know! My eyes start to well with tears of my own. And I start to take big breaths to keep back the tears. I am one of those people who wears my emotions on my sleeve. It was heart breaking walking out of the place. I drove straight to the local shopping centre for a haircut. I feel I deserve a bit of pampering!

I sit here with dye in my hair counting down the hours until I get a big cuddle! This is so much worse than being in work!

I know he will start to enjoy creche, but this settling in phase is so much worse than I ever imagined!Finally home with mummy!