Its been a while since the last time I posted a blog. The reason is simple, nothings much has been going on with my life lately.
I had a good 2017 year ender. But not really 🙂
I was partly (partly?) depressed and stressed at the end of 2017. I suspected I still had a bit of post partum depression left on my blood stream. I dont hate my myself or anything about my baby at all. I just get depressed and stressed for (i think) no valid reasons. To add the already confusing excuse, dont ask me why i suspected its kind of a postpartum depression, just figure it out yourselves :-D. I might also say I was kind of feeling like I was under the weather (a bad one). So if you are feeling the same at the moment, dont ever think its the end of the world!. Cheeerrrsss to that! Get up and boogie!
To be honest, the best reason is…… tadahhhh! I couldn’t find the time to post anything. I have got a few unfinished blog but cant seem to get that “space” to focus on what to write. Every time is now a busy time for me, with a 16 month old (now 17), running and climbing about when I’m at home after work, I just couldnt find a “me” time. Excuses…. excuses…. excuses!…. duh!.
I have to work harder to find time to post blogs. I like writing blogs, its a shame i dont have much time (motivation) of doing this. I need to learn a few from other mommy bloggers out there!. And enjoy more on blogging.
Another thing is that, I have been planning something for a year now, something I have been thinking for a long long time. I keep overthinking about the outcome, but this time i finally decided to do it and give myself a chance. Sorry I’m not saying what it is this time, because I havent got the final touches yet. Soon, and I’m keeping my fingers crossed. Hint: no hint! sorry :-D.
February-ish. 2018 (after half a month later)….
At the moment I’m at home having a quiet time, while my unwell baby is asleep. Yup! I stopped writing and blahhh! I finally remember, I have a blog to finish and post. My baba has been unwell for 3 days now. He is teething molars (2 coming out) but I dont think the fever has something to do with the teething. He has almost all his teeth out. His wee body is fighting some kind of virus. He goes to nursery everyday, while me and my husband are at work. One thing about having your baby at the nursery everyday is that, they babies tend to pass viruses constantly to one another. Parents who do the same knows exactly what I mean. So it has been all night mommy and daddy cuddles. Today instead of taking him to the nursery to only be picked early due to high temperatures, I decided both of us stays at home. I hope he gets well soon, I miss seeing him eat all he can. His wee appetite is down the drainage this time.
Woken up and demanded more cuddles….. Tata, mommy duties comes first!
Almost one month after………
Surprise!! I still havent posted this blog! Being LAZY! should not be an option! but I was!…. I have been wanting to post this but not getting a chance. So now, weather I like it or not I will do it.
To continue the story above. He came down with an ear infection for the second time (left ear this time). We had a trip to the emergency, and he was given an anti-infection spray for a week but it didnt work. After that we went to another check up, and antibiotic (amoxiccilin banana flavor) was given then. As expected, he loved it and always wanting for more. Ear sticky discharge/infection was gone in three days if not two, but we had to finish the 5 day medication of 5ml dosage, 3 times a day. It might sound easy but it was very tiring, a parent/s kind of “tired” (you can’t rest and say no!). Now I know the fact that, once you become a parent, you will be able to stay up watching your unwell child at night with too little sleep, and still able to work and function normally the next day!. Kudos to all mommies and daddies out there!, specially the other half who takes more parent duty times most of the time! aheeeemmm, (I had to clear my throat right thurrr!). 😀
It also seems like all his teeth are coming right through, I can’t be sure yet, as he wont let me have a good look, and when I use my fingers to check, he bites me! yes he does! (eyes roll). But i’m pretty sure most of his teeth are out now.
Me so feeling sleepy already ya’ll! I will stop from here so i can re-read then post!
Next blog is going to be a Travel Blog! because!….. I love travelling and seeing places! My favorite road trip is the Scottish Highland trip! So if you want to travel to Scotland specially if you are planning for a road trippin to the highland… maybe i can give you some pointers. Tata for now.
It’s been a year long wait for a simple first birthday celebration for our little love. I cant believe how time can fly so fast when you’re enjoying it (i know its an uverused phrase but 🤷🏻♀️ …..).
We didn’t plan a big party celebration for his big ONE, instead we booked for a birthday photoshoot, and I decorated the house for our little bundle of sweet little headache to enjoy.
Lets start the birthday blog like this 🙂
Five weeks before my baby’s birthday, he went through almost all kinds of viruses and allergies. First he caught Foot, Hand and Mouth infection. For a week we both had to stay at home. He was away from the nursery in case he spreads the infection to other babies. On top of that he had high temperatures, grumpy and wanting me all the time. Our days and nights were spent with cuddles and tears. Unforgiving cough and colds followed, yet again fever that comes and go, I had to stay out of work longer to be with him. Coughing and runny nose got worst the following week, he looked as if he was fighting some kind of virus/bacteria more than ever. I needed him to be checked, but was told to just keep him hydrated and give right dosage of calpol every 4-6 hours.
His cough and colds were too stubborn to go away, his eyes started to discharge (yellowish and greenish) sticky liquid and his temperatures came back constantly for 3 days. His appetite went downhill. I took him to the doctor once again, expecting he would be given an antibiotic, but doctor says it would be too strong for his age (11months). He wasn’t looking very well, with both eyes swollen, discharging all the time and loaded with fever. I was feeling so sorry for my baby, if only I could take everything out from him, I would. His ears were checked but at that time it didn’t look bad. He was given ibuprofen instead of anti-biotic. I was awake most of the night as he keeps waking up scared and screaming because he couldn’t open his eyes. Giving him his medication was not easy either, he hated it but we managed. I had to keep washing off his sticky eye discharges with clean cloth soaked in cooled boiled water.
After a few days of not giving him a full body bath, I finally decided to give him one before bedtime. As soon as I started to dry his hair, he screamed like there was no tomorrow. He didn’t stop crying for about 10 long minutes, the longest cry I’ve heard of him since I don’t know when. Because his hair covers his ears, I didn’t even noticed they were swollen already. I didn’t know what else to do other than taking him to the emergency!. The doctor asked me if he had any ear discharges, but I said no (I didn’t see any discharges at all), I thought the mellow swelling (seen from the outer part of his ears) was caused by a bump (he keeps bumping into things like any other babies). The doctor started pressing his ear slowly, and blah! pus, came out right away. He had to ask a nurse to help us hold the baby in place, so there was me, my husband and a nurse, holding my baby, while he was taking every pus and blood out my babies ears. What a joy to watch…. NOT!!! I cried with my baby (mum life eh?) almost the whole time. He was given an antibiotic to take for at least 5 days to stop the infection from getting worst. Again it was hard to give him his antibiotic! he hated it more than the ibuprofen.
To make the story short, he got well and all, no further ear infection…. so birthday planning again, and excitement on the photoshoot!. I bought everything I wanted for his birthday decorations, all affordable and not extravagant.
Just when we thought everything was going well!. He caught the infamous “tummy bug”. We had booked him his first birthday photoshoot beforehand, but we had to re-schedule it since he was not felling and looking well. We want him to be photogenic and looking good in pictures when it happens. Tummy bug for me was the hardest time, watching my baby threw everything out he eats and drink was heartbreaking. If you are a parent, you know how it feels. It was so upsetting because he would keep asking for food (he was hungry all the time) but everything he takes in keeps coming out. It went on for a few good days. Appetite went downhill again and he started looking pale. I took him to the doctor, but the diagnosis was, he had an upset stomach as a result from taking an antibiotic???. I was actually expecting him to be forwarded to the hospital for IV fluids since his wee tummy was not accepting any solid and liquid foods. It was hard to accept, but I had to because…….. who am I to question a doctor?. I phoned the nursery let them know my baby will be off (yet again) for I don’t know how long, and told them what the doctor’s findings was, and even them was puzzled. Nursery staff told me 3 more babies stayed at home due to having a situation like what my baby is going through (tummy bug). What I did the whole time he was not well was to stay up all night and day (well almost no sleep) to keep him hydrated. Hubby and I had one of a kind mommy and daddy duties!. I would carry him and let him sleep on my shoulders expecting him not to through up when he is being held upwards, nope!! I was catching all his puke the whole time. Me and baby had to keep changing clothes many times a day!. Even when he was asleep he would manage to throw up. I could also hear inside his tummy boiling and rumbling like there were drummers playing inside. He stopped eating solids, he would only take milk and water which nothing stays in. It wasn’t long until he started pooping while throwing up at the same time!. And Nope!!! there was no hospital advice!!!. My baby fought the bugs whole heartedly!. He kind of knew he had to get well or else….. I tried asking to get hime IV fluids, but to no avail!! I kept getting told to stay at home and give him more water for hydration! (i regret even following the advice now). I should have taken him to the emergency because he have lost a lot of weight already.
Anyways, another way to make the drama story short…. he was able to pull through, from his normal weight of 9.5 kilos at 11 months…. he went down to a heartbreaking ….. 6 kilos!!. You might have guessed it right mothers!!! I cried hard feeling sorry for my baby!. This is the reason why I regret following doctor’s order to just stay home and keep him hydrated, when his wee tummy wasn’t accepting any intakes!?. I still thought I should have done more to get him taken to the hospital for IV fluids. I’m holding on to the fact that I gave him extra TLC, to keep him well!. Sleepless nights with plenty of cuddles were all worth it!. But everytime I think of it now, I feel bad not taking him to the hospital, he could have avoided losing a lot of weight. I should have followed my mother’s instincts.
Okey now, back to the birthday planning and all!.
He finally had his photoshoot, while he was loosing weight from being sick, I remember he was about 7.5 kilos when we went on to his picture taking. His outfit was loose already, he had two outfits, and his second one, the trousers was falling off. I had to keep pulling it up! in between his shoot. Since he was okey during photoshoot, it turned out a really good one!, he enjoyed it and the photographer was really good, making him pose and smile big for the camera!! we all had fun actually! our little love never showed any signs of how he was unwell for the past few weeks!. Of course mummy, daddy and even granny joined in!. I don’t have the pictures on hand yet (my apologies, i said on previous post I would share them, but don’t have them yet). I’d love to share them as soon I get them on hand, mostly on Instagram post.
Other than the photoshoot, I also decorated the house with banners and balloons for him to enjoy his day!. For all of us, his birthday was way too special. He won’t understand it yet, but we want it to be memorable, simple and most of all inexpensive.
I bought the balloons, banners, birthday badges, and helium balloons at Poundland and Card Factory. I didn’t have to spend too much for a good decor. We bought his birthday cake from a leading supermarket, and picked his favourite Paw Patrol cartoon characters.
On the night before his birthday, he decided to stay up until 11pm (duh! baby!). So it meant I had to stay up late at night to do all the decorations!. I’ve done everything at exactly 2am. With the help of hubby I think it didn’t take that long. The reason why I wanted to do the decorations on the night before his birthday was because I want my baby to be surprised with how the house will look in the morning. I know his only one, but I just wanted to see what his reaction will be.
We sang him happy birthday song first thing in the morning when he woke up. We surprised him in his room with cake, but we didn’t light the candles, in case we scare him with fire, plus we know he would grab the cake as soon as he sees it (yes he did). My wee love looked surprised and puzzled, as a matter of fact, he cried when he heard us singing the happy birthday song (silly boy 😅). He looked too cute crying in his pyjamas though.
We took him downstairs right after, to show him the birthday decorations!. His wee face looked amused as soon as he saw the balloons!. He was wondering what the decorations was all about. He went straight to the helium balloons first, then ran back to his granny sat on her lap for a cuddle. He was still looking confused, his eyes were moving around but with a smile on his face. After pursuing him to go play with the balloons, he finally went on. Played throw and catch with his daddy, until he wanted to play with them all by himself!. He even started biting the balloons and pressing them hard when he realised it was so much fun having them around him, we were surprised none of them blow up!. Sometimes cheap balloons works better than the expensive ones (thats for sure). And Oh! he started enjoying a lot, screaming, laughing and kicking balloons came next almost instantly.
I didn’t buy him toys for gifts, he doesn’t play with his toys that much anyways!. He likes playing with empty cans, empty bottles, cardboards, remote controls, and everything else other than his own toys!. Yup! if you experience the same thing with your toddler or baby, then you’re not alone!. What I did was I wrapped his old toys then put them on display!. Guess what???? he didn’t even notice his toys were away! (duh!). It was fun to see him enjoy what we had for him though, specially the balloons. He started getting presents as well on the mail, birthday cards, birthday gifts on boxes and toys, from family and friends!.
Because he enjoyed playing way to much, he didn’t took his morning nap at all!. So by the time we were going out for birthday early dinner, he was grumpy and crying already. He fell asleep in the car on our way to the restaurant, then woke up once we were there. He stayed up a bit while we were ordering food, then went back to sleep in his pram before the food arrived (typical birthday boy) 😅.
His birthday ended well, hubby and I were both happy, and for whatever reason it was tiring like we just throw a big! birthday party! :-D. Were glad we didn’t or else we would have been flat on our face by the midday at least.
Okey folks! until next blog! here are some photos to see how it all started. Thanks for reading!. Enjoy your day.
Time has been spiralling way too fast!. I remember this time last year struggling to walk due to my huge stomach. I ballooned to 11.8 stone (almost 70 kilos if not more than 70 kilos 😆) from my tiny frame of 7 stone during pregnancy. I enjoyed it a lot, I ate way too much and fulfilled every food cravings I had. My husband was very supportive too, or maybe he was just annoyed of me always asking him to buy me this, buy me that, make me this, make me that (food), so he just played along instead of controlling my food intake and arguing with me.
I never thought of how much weight I could gain. I just thought my pregnancy was the best excuse to eat whatever I want, without worrying about getting “big” and losing the waistline. My husband would always say “its okey darling you’re pregnant, eat everything you want and lose weight after” 💪🏼😅. I remember not being able to walk long distances as I was getting closer to my due date. I hated shopping because I was too heavy to walk around the shops, I was limping and struggling. Sometimes I would blame my husband for supporting me on my food cravings, but he never had it. My body, my fault, so it was!. The good thing was my baby didn’t grow big. He was a normal size, born at 6.12lb. The food greed all went to me. At my heaviest, all I wanted was for the baby to come out already so I can be back to normal (what normal am I talking about? 😅).
Because I am a first time mum, I didn’t gave myself a break when it came to foods. If only I knew I would struggle so bad later on, I would have controlled myself well. My knees were hurting too whenever I walk, I felt like I was gonna fall to the ground of pain every time I walk. My legs was not used of carrying a heavy version of me. If ever I get pregnant again, I know what to do already. Those who are first time mothers out there, who loves eating more than you should, trust me! control it!. Use a lot of stretch mark’s lotion, if you don’t want any of it showing after giving birth. I call it mama’s “love marks”. I have some of it and proud of wearing it. I wouldn’t change my stretch marks for anything else in the world!. I have always wanted a baby and ready for any marks it will cause on my skin. I’m not ashamed at all!.
Since having my baby love, October is now my favourite month, instead of May which is my birth month, 18 is now my favourite number and 2016, my favourite year (of course). I should buy a lottery ticket already :-).
My boy’s birthday is not going to be extravagant, no big party at all. For me he’s too young be have a birthday party, he will surely have a party once he understand what birthday party is all about (not sure if you’s know what I mean). This time it will only be a family affair.
Having a simple celebration doesn’t mean his birthday is going to be boring. Of course I have been planning a long time now for a very good birthday celebration for him. I have waited for him for so long so this turning one year old thing is so special to me. I will still decorate the house like there’s a proper “birthday party”. I will have balloons, birthday cakes and more. We even have a photoshoot set for him on his birthday, which I really wish will turn out right and beautiful. I want his first birthday to be simple and memorable, not just for me and his daddy but for him when he gets older. I want him to know that he is mommy and daddy’s most precious gem of all time!. And that he is loved by everyone in the family and people close to him.
A bit of a side story….. or a bit it of a rant maybe 🙄
Just like most first time mothers do, I tried to document everything on my phone as soon as I found out I was pregnant. From the very first positive PT to my growing tummy, all was well documented on my phone almost on a daily basis (if not hourly). I thought everything was going to be “okay to the highest level” because I saved all my photos/videos to “iCloud”. I would only use digital camera sometimes because phone camera was so much easier and handy, most of all, how can saving everything to iCloud ever go wrong?. Big mistake!. I accidentally dropped my phone to the toilet (yes I’m clumsy at times). It didn’t broke down right away, so I tried saving the photos to another memory stick, to my desktop and other possible external memories, to no avail. The phone cable didn’t connect to any other devices at all, including the new ones I bought just to try saving the pictures.
I had my phone replaced to the tune of £270pounds. Desperate of saving my most precious photos, I went for it!. I was promised that as long as my photos were on iCloud everything should come back!!!!. Nope it never did, not a single picture!. It might sound silly to many, but I got depressed for a good few weeks (up to this time if I’m being honest). How? and why??? why iCloud?? WHHHHYYY???
The only pictures I have now were those that I sent to my family, which I asked them to send everything back to me again. But the thing is, those pictures I sent to them was not even a quarter of the pictures I had on my f*&&$^&$c%^£$%^£$n phone!. When my contract ended, I applied for a new one, using the same phone brand still expecting my photos to come back…… Well, it never did…… and I better end my rant here…. because I could keep going and going and going on for days about this one….
I’ll just say never to that bloody phone again!! not on my next contract!!. I regret ever getting the same phone again… 😀 oh well… life goes on anyways… its just a phone they say… a good bloody expensive one!.
Lesson learned people!…. always save your photos to external memories… thats all! never trust phones….. 🙄
Back to the birthday planning…….
I have been watching youtube and reading blogs/ideas on how to decorate a simple birthday party, and I have quiet a few ideas now. See? this is not going to be boring. I will take pictures to share and give ideas to other parents who are planning a simple birthday party like I do. This is getting me excited and can’t wait to see him turn 1 year old. I know its easy to say and over used but! man! I can’t believe how time flies so fast!. I feel like I just had a few tears days ago when I found out I was pregnant (it feels like it was only yesterday.)
He is 10 months old now and goes to nursery full time from Monday to Thursday. I’ve seen so many developments on him already, nursery is doing good on keeping his developments on the go. He is walking, singing and dancing already, not to mention loves climbing and going to places/areas in the house he is not allowed to go. He loves going out to the park and play at the swing. At first he was scared of the grass, and now won’t let me take him off the grass anymore, he screams and shout 😅. He loves getting a nice bath, and loves water so much, he doesn’t want to get out from the bathroom anymore 😅. He is good to his friends too, and doesn’t mind them when they hit him on the face, lol!. I have noticed as well, that he tries his best to show other people that he is the coolest baby ever by talking, smiling, and never ending saying “heyah” and “Hiiiiiii” to them (my baby is extra friendly). But duh! once we are away tantrums kicks in (like any babies do, I think). He is such a joy to our lives now. Uummm well sometimes a sweet little headache 😅.
Anyways, here goes my baby is turning one blog. Many to go, but for now, I hope you enjoy reading this.
Next time on my blog I will share how my baby’s birthday decorations looks like and ideas. I would also love to share how everything went, including his photoshoot!. To mothers having their baby’s birthday as well. Happy birthday to them!. Have a good one, and more birthday candles to blow.
First of all, I am now in between writing my last blog post about my Italy trip with my girlfriends and having lunch. But since I can’t find the exact words to finish my travel blog yet, I feel like posting another one in between.
Here I am on my lunch break 30 minutes away until I go back to work (I have one hour). I just finished my hot pot chicken noodle soup and sandwich with butter and smoked sweet and mild cold meat (yummms!).
Its actually moments like this why I decided to have my own blog site, I want to fill up my extra times and share my experiences in life. I’m so done with just sitting around busy doing nothing 🙂 I guess its one of many signs of aging. I don’t mind getting old though, everybody gets old, so we all do. Secondly, when I went through postpartum depression (hmmmm, not as bad as many others), I started looking for something to freshen up my mind rather than wanting to hit my head hard on to the wall (don’t do it at home). Don’t get me wrong, not all women goes through hard times at the beginning of motherhood. Mine was a little different. I love my baby so dearly, but having him colic at the beginning was exhausting.
Colic is a term used for babies who cry 3 or more hours a day 3 times a week. Their face turns red and screams like they are in pain. Mind you, mine was way way worst than that. He managed to cry all day and night long with very little sleep, seven days a week. He lost his voice at some point. It was so hard to calm him down I would end up cying myself.
I had a hard time coping with all his long hours of crying and screaming in pain. I thought I have never seen a baby who cried and screamed like him. I had no idea and never heard of the term “colic” until I had one of my own. This was the time when all I did was read blogs on how to deal with colicky babies and postpartum depression. For 6 weeks (which seemed like forever) I hardly slept at all!. The longest time I might have slept was (maybe) an hour during the day and mostly only about 40 winks at a time during the night if I was lucky. My baby was just not sleeping, he was determined to cry from 8pm until the early hours the next day, and again the whole morning after a very little sleep and again in the afternoon until night time (repeats). It was indeed the most exhausting time of my life (yet precious for having my little big dream).
I was starting to be out of my mind during the time of my postpartum depression. I think I lied to everyone when I said “I was okey”, when deep inside I was not!, I was at my worst. I was too tired, my brain wasn’t functioning the right way 🙂 I was becoming suicidal, the only thing I held on to was the thought of “who will look after my baby if I’m gone” and “if I die, I might hurt my family so bad”. I knew I needed help when I started messaging my sister and my parents that I want to die already. I felt awful, postpartum depression is a no joke!. I was lucky enough that my sister gave me her 2 entire weeks at home to help me look after my baby, just when I was getting at my worst. (FYI, paternity leave of 2 weeks is never enough, why just 2 weeks?? I needed my husband’s help a lot lot more!, but he had to go back to work).
When my hubby was on paternity leave, I had someone to rely on everything, specially caring for the baby. But once he was back to work, things got a bit too hard. He operates a machine that needs enough energy and concentration to be able to function well, or else, he might get into accident. I told him to not worry about the screaming baby at night and just think of getting enough sleep and rest for his work the next day. I didn’t want to bother him at all during the night. Parenthood is indeed a hard work. Thumbs up to all parents out there! who are going through hard times, but getting on so well. I know now how it feels.
Anyways. The night my sister arrived, I went to sleep right away. That was the first time after giving birth that I was able to feel my back on the bed, relaxed and breathing. She watched and dealt with the baby’s screaming all night. Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I’d see her holding the baby, feeding and trying to calm him down. I would only fall back to sleep without even knowing, I was too tired and needing many winks so bad. She would sleep during the day and up all night, me, the other way round. Hubby takes his turn once he gets home from work.
When my sister was with me the whole time, all we did was search for blogs/ideas on how to deal with colicky babies. It was her most of the time who finds the best ideas, I just follow. I was still getting my energy back from all the stitching and pain I had after giving birth (normal delivery). It was indeed a lot of struggle, sad/happy and unforgettable memories.
To make the story short, my postpartum depression is now a “thing of the past!”. My baby stopped being colicky at 6 weeks, at 7/8 weeks I heard his “full” voice for the first time!. It made me so happy and my heart jumped of so much joy hearing his “real” voice for the first time. He finally screamed the loudest and got his voice back after getting enough sleep and rest. He suddenly turned into a happy baby. My parents came over to help me as well, all the way from Philippines. The support from my family helped me get through everything. If you know someone going through the same, please don’t ignore! give as much help as you can, it does makes a big difference. Don’t wait until its too late.
Since I have mentioned how we dealt with my colicky baby, here are some pointers of what we have done to help him. Most of these ideas we got online.
White noise – play white noises close to him, you can find white noises music on youtube, it helped a lot.
Infacol – we started giving him infacol at 2 weeks, before every feed, it helped but not as much as the white noise.
Turn hair dryer on – yes! any white noises possible helped calm my baby. Everytime the white noise from youtube doesn’t work I turn my hair dryer on.
Turn Vacuum on – vacuum is considered white noise, it helped!.
Play Music that you like – I did play music from my favourite bands, it helped him, he liked listening to music, but white noises were more soothing to him.
Gripe water – I would say this was the one that helped him deal with his colic pains, you can only give gripe water when baby is 4 weeks and older. 2 weeks after taking gripe water, he turned into a normal, sleeping, happy baby. I don’t know about other babies, but this seemed to work on ours.
Introduce dummy/pacifier – when my baby was colic, all he wanted was milk!, he wanted to be feed, after feed after feed, he would get sick but demands more milk. We tried him with dummy, he never liked it at first, but with continued determination from my sister and I, he finally accepted it, it soothed him in the end, he would fall asleep longer when sucking his dummy.
Bouncy (musical/vibrating) Chair – my baby got relaxed when on the bouncy chair, not that it stopped his colicky self, but it helped a lot.
Most of all, Cuddles and TLC – keep in mind… Your Baby NEEDS you more than anyone else in the world!! Don’t give up giving love and cuddles, even if he screams and shouts infront of your face!. He’s in pain and he needs you!. They can’t talk, so please don’t give up or get mad at your baby.
Try Love massage – my baby didn’t like it but yours might!.
So far this are all the things that I remember I have done to calm my baby down, try it and it might help your baby as well.
Now at nine months old, my baby is literally a happy bouncing, climbing, hyper baby boy, who tries to escape in every opportunity. He is too far from his colicky and screaming days. He still gets tantrums of course, as per all babies do. He likes to watch nursery songs on youtube (on big tv in the morning), and loves books, just like his daddy. He looks kind of a “cool” baby now, who started walking at his age. He gives us so much joy and happiness, We just love him so much!.
If you are going through postpartum depression right now, please seek help professionally or from family. If you get ignored by someone you thought could help you most, try someone you never think would help you, it might surprise you. And if you are somebody who knows someone going through postpartum depression, please do help in any way possible. Its not too hard to give a helping hand.
So there you go! I actually finished my blog at home while the baba is dozing of!. I have to take a zzzzzzzzzz as well!. Until my next blog people!.