the guessing game…

in all the information you can get about babies and their development and what’s “normal” and what’s not they say babies have different cries to let you know what they want or need. mine must be broken because she only has one cry and it goes from 0-100 in about 8.5 seconds, whatever she needs is urgent. I can’t help but feel for all the new first time mums who, like me, are trying to find that little difference in the crying to see if she wants feeding, changing, burping, sleeping or just holding. early on it was evident and Mr B Badger.com and I would know instantly what she needed, not so much now that she has hit three months. yesterday my besty and I went out for lunch. she had her two girls with her and when K Doggy started to cry one of the girls said “why is she crying?” I said I didn’t know, so she says “well how do you know what she is crying for?” and my besty summed it up for her and everyone else…”well you don’t know, cause little babies can’t speak so they cant tell you whats wrong so you just have to guess and keep guessing until they stop crying” pretty much nailed it. you’re not going to get that kind of advice in a baby book that’s for sure. and I think I only actually feed her 2/3 of the formula in the tin and the rest gets made up  and then turns out to be a wrong guess and down the sink it goes. yes the “f” word – formula – but you know what? her colic has stopped since becoming a formula only baby. she is soooo much happier and not in any pain trying to bring up wind. yes breast is best but maybe not a one size fits all solution. seriously it’s hard enough adjusting to life with a baby without the added pressure of sticking to breastfeeding when it’s not working. oh and to all the midwives, health nurses, doctors, chemists and do gooders out there….making a new mum feel bad about how she is feeding her baby is not helping her and making out that baby formula is doing damage to the baby is really not cool peeps so off the breast-feeding high horse please for the mental wellbeing of new mums if nothing else.

three months…my god where has it gone? having said that it does seem like a lifetime ago that I was wheeled into the theatre at 10am as just Mrs and Mr B Badger.com only to be wheeled out 30 minutes later with mini B Badger.com in tow. I still feel mild anxiety in the evenings but I laugh now at the emotional rollercoaster I was riding in the first few weeks after bring K Doggy home…not sure Mr B Badger.com experiences the same level of humour in looking back though…he thought I was going a bit bonkers there for a while. thanks to acupuncture and some good herbs I was quickly returned to my normal, only slightly bonkers, self.

well the weather is already starting to warm up, my old hormones are returning and they have bought the headaches along for the ride and both Mr B Badger.com and I are trying to lose our baby weight…I am already at my pre conception weight but, seriously, lets just say I started on a high point. so we are making an effort to get rid of some excess and look after ourselves so that when K Doggy starts running around we will be able to keep up…not quite ready for the marathon club yet but I’m workin on it…

a zen kinda feeling…

so yesterday was pretty rough. I didn’t get enough sleep the previous night, Kenzi spent the best part of the day in pain with wind and I had to start my Diploma of HR Management online…add to that my dearly beloved husband walked in the door at 2.30pm and said “mmm what happened in the kitchen?” closely followed by “you’re still in your pyjamas?!” oh I felt a melt down coming on. not only was I still in my pj’s but I had a sticky patch of drool and snot on my shoulder from where my poor baby girl had spent a good portion of her day crying and screaming trying to bust out some burps or farts, the latter of which she is usually pretty good at. oh and every surface of the kitchen had something on it that needed cleaning. not sure how we manage to use that many dishes but hey we did and they were all left on the bench tops as proof. anyhoo so I called the health nurse to discuss our windy girl and she advised I go to the chemist but to chose the preparation that I felt most comfortable with not what they recommend…so off I go. the chemist asks me all the questions under the sun then gives me a crash course in baby positioning while breast feeding to avoid wind then finally gets to the products available. so this one does this, that one does that and that one is the same as this one. a bit further along the shelf I notice a homeopathic preparation for colic and I ask if that would be any good – not because I wanted to know whether it would be good or not, just to see what her response would be. she replies ” ahh thats a homeopathic” so I asked again if it would do the trick and she said “probably not, it’s just a homeopathic” so thats the one I bought. I knew it was a homeopathic and it was what I would have purchased had I not asked her in the first place. the only reason I did ask was because I cant bear to wander around the store blankly staring at the shelves trying to figure out where things are. so fast forward to today and I was up bright and early at 5am sent scotty off to work with some toast and his lunch and made myself a cup of tea before feeding miss kenzi. then I waited for her to start screaming in pain as the wind inside her struggled to find a way out but nothing happened…she had a bit of a whinge while I was burping her but nothing like the previous days efforts. so to continue the day in a calm and peaceful way I put the classical music channel on foxtel, lit my rejuvenate candle from dusk and set about my studies while kenzi slept peacefully. and thats the way the day continued…thank you brauer for your homeopathic wonder, heres hoping tomorrow offers more of the same household harmony…