Breastfeeding forgotten joys

My eyes are a little crossed with being tried but life goes on and this has been on my mind.

The different styles of baby feeding is just so cute.

The bull dog

Push the nose hard up against the breast (bull dog look with wrinkles and big cheeks) 

Eyes shut and frowning

Pull nipple in every angle...don't let go now

Growl right back behind the nose

Kick with the legs together into Mum's tummy

The singer

Place a hand on each side of the breast

Nipple in mouth lovingly

Really sing it now... hum in as many octaves as you can...little squeals go well too

Get your hips and bottom into the best wiggle you can

Praying

Eyes closed with clear face

Hands clasp together under the breast

Sometimes hum monk like

Thats is for now...just trying to keep mind and body together.

He's here

Our wonderful midwife Kate and my wonderful husband Dave went through the night with me (Arrived...6:16 on Sunday morning)  to bring our 9lb 11oz baby boy - Hamish - into this world.

All was as planned to the point we got home in time for lunch and a big sleep together.

Will bring you more as I'm able to type one handed again.

Still there

The sun in shinning

The house is warm

Dave has taken Ara off to playcentre (even though its boring...my poor man seeing what the other side is like...am I happy about that, sad or angry? I don't know it is a part of my life that helps me get through the day and I do have feelings that my husband finds it boring)

We caught up with the midwife the other day

She is so full of wisdom

I cried...I'm a person who likes to know...I like to plan....you can't plan birth.

I think I've started to become more accepting of what will be will be.

My own worst enemy...my brain out thinking its self twisting it round and round into little knots.

Well sigh I think I best do some meditation to untwist

I know I’m being impatient

Both Dave and I laugh saying we both want Next Bubba to come now! stamp the foot...then we laugh saying that in another month we'll probably be saying "put it back".

Ara has given up saying "I think next bubba will come today" but she still enjoys planning her houses (buildings), outings, paintings, gifts and so on as if next bubba is going to be here any minute.

I've tried the really hot curry...oh yes Dave is just the king of making hot curry...but no.

I've tried the beach walk

I've tried just sitting and thinking

I've tried a bath

I've done all the house work again

I've tried dancing

I've tried being alone

I've tried being with friends

I've been sewing

Lighting Candles

Sex

Acupressure

Chocolate

Baking

Bumpy car rides

I've even tried telling it that it can't come today cause my midwife is busy

I've tried saying you have to come because Dadda has to work soon

SIGH

They will come when they are ready

I have HEAPS of blog posts staking up in my head...oh well one day

5am and all is well

All was well but I couldn't sleep.

Some would say getting in gear for the arrival of a new baby. I would say my back hurt and I'm sick of laying on my left side and feeling like I've been sitting on a concrete bench for about 2 weeks.

So I left my husband to sleep without me wriggling and kicking, my daughter quickly took over possession of my pillow and the cat found the middle of the bed between them both.

I came down and dreamed that I could do some blogging but really I don't want to start a post cause I get too wrapped up in it and it takes such a long time to research that I don't want to get all hyped up and then need to leave it...for how long?

* I've been looking at Birth a lot and the affects long term on our mental health which leads to sleep problems in children and adults.

* I've been looking at confidence building and the mental health of this for life and how our parenting can enhance this.

* I've been looking at siblings and how we as parents work out issues (wow this is going to be a big writing point soon ;-)).

* I've watched the Birth as we know it DVD - my homework from my midwife....crazy Russians but interesting stuff.

But...no we'll keep the posts for a little while (maybe) short and sweet...so I went and got in the spare bed and lay and listened to the rain...I fell fast asleep until I thought I heard Ara call out to me...but it was all in my dreams...or maybe it's Next Bubba?