post pregnancy weight loss motivation | Motherhood without a filter

post pregnancy weight loss motivation

I was in two minds as to whether to publish this blog post or not. So much of what we see and read online is about how well people are doing, happy lives portrayed and smiling perfect images.  And whilst that is all great, I also want my blog to reflect and record our lives. The good times and the tough times. So here goes.

LL is now 8 weeks old and appears to be struggling with reflux or colic. I say appears, as to be honest I really dont know whats going on. All I know is Ive got a very unsettled baby who appears to be in discomfort and who Im up most of the night with.

It all started just before Christmas, and its got worse and worse. On Christmas day she must have cried from about 4pm until midnight and then she was so exhausted she fell asleep.

I was at the GPs as soon as they opened after the bank holiday, but I came away none the wiser really.  I know she is medically well. She breast-feeds well, is gaining weight and is alert. I think we are just going through an unsettled phase.  But its so tough.

I think these last few days have been harder than when we first came home from the hospital.  Im also exhausted which doesnt help. Weve tried gaviscon and colief, which for the record are a bloody nightmare to give to a breastfed baby. At 4am this morning as LL was unsettled, I attempted to give her the colief via a syringe in warmed breast-milk.  When she then spat the lot out in my face, I threw the syringe across the room and decided I wasnt going to give it anymore. I think its causing both of us too much stress that outweighs the good its doing.

Yesterday, my eldest had a little accident and couldnt get to the toilet in time.  I was cleaning up the floor and asked her to pass me her wet knickers so I could wash them. She threw them at my head, so I got a wet slap in the face with her knickers. I just burst out laughing.  I think if I hadnt,  I may have been hysterical. Which I was today.

We had a bad night last night, so as my daughter is at preschool today,  I thought me and LL would have a lie in. What actually happened is our smoke alarm which is connected to the mains starting beeping every 5 minutes. This sent the dog mad. With instructions from my husband on how to dismantle it, I balanced precariously on a chair in my pjs.  LL started to cry, the dog was barking, and I saw two long spiders legs poking out from under the alarm.

This suddenly felt like the worst ever Bush Tucker Trial.  I half expected Ant and Dec to appear.

After some messing about with a screwdriver, I finally dismantled the alarm.  Oh wait, I missed the bit where I wailed on the floor for 5 minutes. Then I got a grip, and then I dismantled the smoke alarm.

Anyway, the whole point of this blog today is to say its tough. It doesnt matter how much I love LL, how lucky I feel to have my two girls, its still tough. And in the midst of my wailing this morning Ive decided to take each day as it comes.

Being a mum for a second time, I know this stage wont last.  I know I just have to ride it out. To all new mums, hang on in there. Being a mum is meant to be tough.  You are doing an amazing job. And if you do ever find yourself in the jungle, Bush Tucker trials arent a patch on parenthood.

Thanks for reading, 

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baby weight loss motivation | My labour story Part One

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I debated whether to share my labour story or not. Its something thats so very personal and is quite an intimate and immensely special time for parents to be. But, I really think labour gets a bad name. Its no wonder mums to be are petrified of giving birth. Amidst all the blood and gore, the tears, the pain and giving birth in a toilet/car/Asda, the natural and horror free labours go a bit unnoticed.  Of course it hurts.  Of course its hard.  But that doesnt mean its a negative thing.  So, heres the labour story of my second baby.   

Four days before my due date I was sitting at the local playgroup singing wind the bobbin up and seriously contemplating why on earth I had taken my three year old daughter there that day. I felt huge, really tired and totally not with it. It was the last place I wanted to be, and I was cursing in my head as we moved onto a rendition of humpty dumpty. 

Later that day, I started to feel cramps. They werent particular painful, but they were happening about every 10 minutes and I just felt uncomfortable. I carried on as normal, preparing tea and bathing my daughter.  I knew something was happening, but I wasnt convinced it was labour.  I just thought maybe my body was getting ready, and to be fair, Id convinced myself I was going into labour most days from week 28, so by now Id given up on labour even occurring. 

I went to bed as normal, then woke around 1am with the cramping being that bit more painful- enough to wake me up. Was this it? Was this labour? 

I didnt wake my husband, and I just tried to doze back off, but every time I got a cramp Id wake up again. This happened until about 3am and then I thought I had better time them. I must have messed around for about half an hour deciding which labour app to download (which is obviously a huge decision!), and then eventually I started timing them. They were coming around every 8 minutes and were getting more painful so I had to breathe through them. 

By 7am Id been up most of the night, and I started thinking that I needed to get my daughter up to take her to preschool.  So I got out of bed, and it was literally almost instant that the cramps stop. I was a little disappointed that Id been up all night when actually nothing was happening and it was just a false alarm. 

My husband went to work and my daughter to preschool and I started Googling false labour.  Alot of the forums said that if cramping stopping it wasnt labour at all, which got me worried as the cramps had been painful.  If that wasnt labour how on Earth would I cope with the real thing??  

All day nothing happened so I carried on as usual.  I had a feeling of disappointment that it wasnt labour, but then relief that I could get some sleep that night.  But, around 4pm the cramps started again. They felt exactly the same as the night before. Was this it?? 

My husband came home from work and we thought wed give it a few hours until we rang my parents to come and babysit our daughter if we needed to go to the hospital. The cramps were certainly uncomfortable but I still kept questioning whether this was it. 

At around 9pm the pains were coming every 8 minutes and I was having to breathe through them because of the pain.  Again, I still wasnt convinced, but my husband rang my parents anyway, who arrived about 10pm.  

I really didnt want to go to the hospital early to be sent home, so I strapped on my TENS machine and thought wed probably end up going the hospital in the morning.  I tried to get some sleep but couldnt because of the pain.  I just kept focusing on my breathing and counting to ten by which time the pain had passed.  

By 11.30 the pain was more intense and the contractions were coming around every 4 minutes.  My husband wanted to go to the labour ward, but I just wanted to stay at home. I ended up waddling to the toilet, but after 15 minutes and my husband trying to cajole me out, I just wanted to stay put and focus, he said we were going. He rang the labour ward and after asking him a few questions (he gave them a wrong date of birth for me) we were told to go straight in. 

We arrived onto the labour ward around midnight and I was examined where they told me I was 4cm dilated. Only 4cm!!!!!! I couldnt believe I was 4cm and I felt so disappointed that Id come to the hospital too early. 

My midwife was amazing and inbetween my contractions which were getting more intense she chatted to me about the kind of birth I wanted. I told her I wanted to try and stay away from an epidural and I wanted an active birth. I had wanted a water birth, but the pool wasnt available.

So we settled down in a birthing room and I immediately got on all fours and knelt over the bed.  This was the most comfiest and felt the most natural position.  Little did I know that in less than 3 hours Id be holding a baby. To be continued...

As a side note, this is the most flattering picture of me in my labour position.  Ive been through our photos five times and this is as good as it gets.  Ive read countless other labour stories and seen others perfect labour pictures of mums-to-be where they look oh so serene and focused.  I on the other hand look like Im about to bunny hop over a bed.  

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post pregnancy weight loss meal plan | Waving not drowning

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After I hit publish on my post, Motherhood without a filter, I immediately wondered if Id maybe shared a bit too much.  I worried that I would scare all the mums-to-be who read my blog, and I thought Id terrified all those mums expecting their second baby.  I dont want to be one of those scare-mongers. 

You know the ones.  The ones who are overly eager to tell you their horrendous labour story when youve only just met them and youre 9 months pregnant. Or the lady who continually complains about motherhood even though she has 5 children.  I want to be the mum who celebrates being a mum.  Who relishes having two beautiful daughters.  

But at the same time, as I mentioned in the blog post, I also want this blog to reflect real-life.  That it is hard sometimes.  But I wouldnt change a single thing.  Even the night I didnt sleep at all, I still lay on the bed the next day with LL and tried to make her smile with a toy penguin making cheeping noises (which she loves).  And when I felt ill because I was so tired, I still danced round the nursery carrying LL and dancing alongside my eldest to play that sax.

So if youre a mum to be, or going to be a mum of two, its all fine, I promise.  I hope my blog doesnt frighten or worry you. I hope instead my posts dispel this myth of the perfect mum, who doesnt, and will never exist.  I hope it reflects real-life. 

Motherhood isnt a constant state of euphoria.  It has its ups and downs, highs and lows and all those bits that fall between.  Every bit is needed and every bit is part of the journey. 

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