Well… we managed a whole 6 days in the splint without any major disasters! Then yesterday there was a poo explosion 🤦🏻♀️ All up her back, splint covered in poo!! And then this morning she’s done her party trick of weeing when I take her nappy off so it’s got soaked 😢 Wiped it down and dried it as best as I can, and literally covered her in talc. Don’t really know what else I can do without removing it which isn’t allowed! I will have to beg for a new one when we take her for a bath on Wednesday and hope they give us one. If not I’m going to buy my own – can’t have her covered in poo!!! Not that Isla is bothered by it at all – cheeky little monkey thinks all toilet related accidents are hilarious!!!
I’m a sucker for an impulse purchase (like I actually have zero self control) so when the Snuzcloud popped up as an advert on my phone as something I might want, instead of being freaked out that my phone and whoever is listening to my every move knows me better than I do, I went ahead and purchased it 🤷🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️
All credit to the phone spies as this is definitely one of my better impulse purchases! It’s basically a soft little cloud that has 2 night light settings built in and also the option to play white noise, pink noise (didn’t even know this was a thing), a soft lullaby or the sound of a heartbeat. Isla loves it!
Only downside is, the little red light setting may look cute in the light… but my over active imagination just sees the freaky little doll from Saw when I glance over at it in the dark 🤡
wanna play a game…
So, I got over my sulk, got dressed up (well, as dressed up as you can be in a dress purchased from a garden centre) and we went to the wedding! Only the evening do, but I’m proud we managed that! My little milk monster is feeding constantly in the evenings at the moment so there were some inevitable impatient cries waiting for slow coach mummy to fetch the milk (honestly have the most impatient little madam when it comes to milk!) Other than that it went pretty smoothly (getting ready to leave the house to go to the wedding on the other hand is a completely different story!!). Only drama we had for the evening was the moment my auntie went to pass her back to me and then realised her little Velcro splints we’re attached to my aunties silk dress 😳 luckily it’s frowned upon to hold a grudge against babies 😂
Picture with is with her proud daddy while she was waiting for milk! ♥️
Ok, so for anyone who knows me you will know I most definitely do not have a good relationship with my body!! When I got pregnant I told myself I’d be kinder to it and show it the respect it deserves for giving me my little miracle. I didn’t do that… I could make a million excuses for why, but the top and tail of it is I just didn’t try hard enough. I was very inactive throughout my pregnancy and ate shit!
I knew I wasn’t going to snap back in to shape immediately after birth (I mean, me snapping back into shape would be a bloody miracle being as I haven’t been in any shape other than round for about 15years!!) but I wasn’t expecting to feel quite so awful about my postpartum body as I do.
I’m 10.5weeks pp and look about 6months pregnant still. I put 32lb on while I was pregnant, I lost 24lb of it within the first few weeks (might have been water, might be breastfeeding, who knows 🤷🏻♀️) but that last 8lb looks like about 2stone… and it’s all on my tummy! Doesn’t help that I had a few stone I wanted to shift before I got pregnant anyway.
So despite me telling myself that I wasn’t going to fixate on this, here I am feeling really shitty about life, all my clothes look awful, my boobs are ginormous and my tummy is a car crash!! I desperately need to lather stretch mark cream on it… I simply can’t bring myself to look at it for long enough though!
So in true Becki fashion, what I’ve done about this is comfort eat and feel generally sorry for myself. I’ve made excuses as to why I can’t do anything about it (c-section recovery, I struggle to get showered and dressed, getting out the house is impossible, I don’t have time to cook… blah, blah, blah!) Anyway, in my height of feeling sorry for myself I posted asking for advice and rather than give me the sympathy I was fishing for people did actually give me advice (damn you 😂😂😂). Things like – shower at night, go for a walk after the first morning feed, there are some great 7minute workouts on YouTube, etc…
I’m at a the evening do for a family wedding tonight, and have been so close to not going because I have nothing to wear. I genuinely bought a dress from a GARDEN CENTRE yesterday and that’s what I’ll be wearing tonight… I ordered a shit load of clothes from ASOS as soon as I got home to try and balance this out, but pretty much all of them look shit (apart from one dress, which I’ll admit, is from their maternity range… 🤦🏻♀️)
Soooooo today I bit the bullet and tried a 7minute workout. My first workout, may I add in ohhhh… 11months? Maybe 12! I stuck Isla in her bath seat (gets bored on her playmat pretty much immediately but will sit for longer in her bath seat… go figure!) and put a 7minute workout on. Now, I didn’t die. Isla DID start crying, but after watching her mummy flail her arms and legs about, huff, puff, pant and sweat, she decided this was hilarious and that I had significantly more to cry about than she did! She even let me have a shower and wash my hair after!
So now I know I can do it I can’t really use those excuses on myself anymore. And if I buy any more dresses from garden centres my best mate has told me in no uncertain terms that she’ll disown me! So I guess I need to do a few more.
(PS even though the dress probably is intended for the more mature lady I genuinely think it’s pretty!)
I saw a post on baby centre sharing things mummies love about their little ones. It was such a beautiful post and it really makes you realise how much their little personalities are developing already ♥️
For the record, these are just some of the reasons I adore my baby girl…
1. The fact that she’s such a trooper! She was prem and kept in hospital after birth, had to be tube fed and was poked and prodded so much, she’s also just had to have a pavlik splint put on… she’s still smiling ☺️
2. The effort she puts in to trying to poo 😂😂😂 she really puts her all in to straining (however, is prone to a tantrum if she can’t squeeze one out!!!)
3. The way she can’t quite giggle yet, but makes a funny sound instead – especially if you ask her if she thinks something is funny or her daddy makes silly faces at her
4. The way she beams at me when I tell her she’s beautiful
5. The way she wriggles across her bedside crib to be as close to me as possible
6. When she sleeps on my chest, it’s just the best feeling in the world
7. The way she rolls about with her arms and legs outstretched with a confused look on her face if I put her on her changing mat while she’s sleepy
8. The fact that her burps and trumps could rival grown men’s 😂
9. The way she munches my shoulder when I pick her up when she’s hungry
10. The way she stares at me while she’s having her bottle 😍 and moves her little hands like she’s conducting an orchestra
I could go on forever…
So this week our beautiful baby girl had to have a pavlik splint put on – her little hip sockets haven’t developed properly and hopefully this will correct it. She’s been a brave little soldier and taken it much better than mummy (who spent all day crying about it – seriously, I’m supposed to be the adult here 😂) I feel like I’m going to miss out on so much with her for the next 6 weeks when she has to wear it constantly – I can’t even bath her myself 😢 have to take her to the hospital once a week for a bath 🛁 However, I know it needs to be done, and that actually everything will be fine!
I can’t even begin to describe how much I’m going to miss seeing her chunky little legs while she has it on. Hopefully they see the improvements they need to after 6 weeks so we can go to just nighttime wear and do all the fun things we had planned like swimming and baby massage!
My gorgeous little Forrest Gump ♥️
First off… DO NOT scroll down if you’re squeamish!!! Unless, of course, you’re about to become a parent, in which case, scroll down immediately as you need to get used to this shit (literally!!)
So my darling angel has discovered she can empty her bowels at speed with a good push and has treated us to some impressive poo explosions! The first one was all over my dress… And let me tell you, I wasn’t at home when this happened!!! Both of us were COVERED in poo! Bad week to start topping up her breast milk with formula because it also stunk!!! Hubby thought this was pretty amusing until she treated him to a tamer version of it a few days later!
She always looks so impressed with herself when she does a messy poo! And if I ask her if she thinks it’s funny she’ll give me a big gummy smile… so ladylike!
Hoping there’s no more poo explosions for a while as she’s now in a pavlik splint and they don’t change them if they get soiled 😳 messy nappies suddenly got 1000x more challenging!!!