They say time flies when you are having fun! Our darling Ella was five months old yesterday, and to be honest…I just cannot believe that five whole months has gone by since that amazing day she was born. In many ways, I’m so proud of ourselves for simply surviving and being here to share the joy! The first couple of months were such a blur…the tiredness, exhaustion and shock leaves you feeling as though you are sifting through fog. We were always reassured that this is a ‘normal’ feeling, and after six weeks something miraculous changes and things become easier. For us, we really have been blessed with a beautiful baby who is a pretty good sleeper. So the times I have winged or complained, I have done so with a sense of embarrassment or guilt as I simply know that there are so many new Mums and Dads out there who are struggling with colic, allergies and a vast range of other things that cause their babies to scream hours on end. However, a great friend of mine reminded me that just as every baby is different, so is the experience of every new parent, and that experience is relative to their own sense of normal. It has been so amazing to have the support of some very close friends who amazingly have all shared in this journey of giving birth to their first child in the last six months. Who would have thought that a group of girls who have known each other for over twenty years (some since prep), would find themselves pregnant at the same time. I don’t care how or why….I’m just glad that I’ve got my mates to share in the joys and challenges of being a new Mum. Not to mention the late night phone call or two.
I simply can’t believe that Ella is five months old. Five months of breastfeeds (day and night), nappy changes, baths, walks and endless kisses and cuddles. I also can’t believe that I ever had a life without her. Without her gorgeous smile and big blue eyes. I’m so proud of my husband for being such an amazing Father and support. He lights up our house when he walks through the door each night. The look on Ella’s face as she beams at her Daddy makes my heart melt every time. I love him more than I ever thought I could.
I guess after five months, I’m just so grateful for the love and support of my family and friends in helping us learn how to be parents. The admiration I now have for my own parents has been something that has really opened my eyes. My Mum and Dad had four children under six years of age…I just don’t know how they did it!
Over the next few months I look forward to many more pooey nappies, messy food and the joys of teething.
I’m just so grateful to be a Mum and loving it.