I always dreamt of spending my life like the song “don’t worry, be happy” but when I got pregnant I found myself pulling my head out of the sand and worrying for the following nine months about what type of mum I would be. I was never short of information about what would be happening in the next trimester though, what I should expect and how I could deal with certain things, that’s what I got living with neurotic dad. (Although I must admit he started giving me great back massages)!
After a bit of a hairy labour, ending in an emergency C-section we were joined by little Xavier who spent his first week of life in the Special Care Unit, lets just say I found parenthood a real challenge. All the different advice I saw in magazines and books started to drive me up the wall and on top of that everyone was suddenly approaching me with a “you must make sure you do this…” suggestion, really not helpful! So I made the decision to become happy-go-lucky, give up my control and start to enjoy what was coming. The most important thing is that Xav is happy and developing and I’ve got my finger on the pulse about what’s good for us.
I am now in my element and feel like I’m a pretty good mum, my favourite part; the trial and error like trying to give Xav lemons for lunch and the hilarity that ensues. Me and Xav have even got dad willingly participating in our crazy antics.
The weird thing is that even though I now have less time, I’m ready to take on more, try new things, get back to doing the old things I loved and left years ago. I guess looking after a new little life and wanting him to have every opportunity has made me realise that my life’s far from over and I should be taking up different opportunities too.
So join me, Xav and from time to time, the other half on a journey of discovery… ooh and some adventure (I hope)!