It was crazy really, I read nearly every pregnancy and baby related book I could get my hands on. I had decided to breastfeed so my body would bouncy back (yeah cause that happens!) and I would have my daughter on a strict 4 hour routine. Eat, change, sleep, repeat. The books said it would be easy. The books were very wrong.
The pregnancy itself was easy enough, not too much to complain about apart from the 5 stone I seemed to pile on in those short nine months. Actually giving birth was a whole different matter and we ended up greeting our first daughter after a traumatic emergency c-section.
See those dark rings under my eyes, well her peaceful face is basically lying to you. She was never a good sleeper and the more I forced her into a routine the worse she got. That book was the first to go.
When Alison arrived I had thrown out all the baby books, given up on any sort of routine and settled into my life as a perpetually exhausted mummy. Life on two hours sleep meant that I looked for the easy way in everything I did and if that meant we didnt get dressed some days, well who was there to judge me especially as we moved house and forgot to tell the health visitors.
I used to be a neurotic mum who wanted to follow all the rules. Now I realise that as long as you are all happy there are no rules and each child is completely different.
This post is sponsored by Nurofen for Children, however all words and opinions expressed are my own