Bubble

The first month of motherhood was tough..never had i faced such uphill task of trials and errors, there are no fix rules and know-hows of the game. have i lost my intuition and sense? am i losing it? do i have postnatal blues? i felt guilty that i harboured thots of having my old life back, the days of uninterrupted sleep, carefree life. my window of activites are now limited to only 2hrs in between feeds, however mostly it will be punctuated by her screaming for comfort or frightened.

I was so exhausted just breastfeeding and coping with lack of sleep.


My eye rings got darker, do i need to say more? Never would i have imagine interrupted sleep could be so tedious. In between baby waking up every 2-3 hrs for feeds, you have to coax her to sleep for 20mins, change her diapers if soiled/wet, if she wakes up in fright & crying, bright-eyes as she dont know day from night... and all you have left is a paltry few hrs of sleep.
The whole 3hr feeding/sleeping baby cycle just repeats itself day after day, night after night. No wonder mothers could lapse into self-despair...kept telling myself to grit and get past this phase.