It was a good month of celebrations. Baby J turned 1. I turned a year older…and I just reflected a lot this month, along with the new baby announcement.
Amidst all the fun planning of a birthday party for baby J, I realised it wasn’t just her turning one, and me reflecting on all her milestones and pictures and growth…it also marked my 1 year of motherhood….and what a journey it had been!
It started off tough, with confinement (which I’ve blogged about previously). And because it will be something I have to go through again with Baby #2. I better reflect on what went wrong (and right) and what I want to do right this time!
So last year, when I finally emerged from the chains of confinement (and then maternity leave), I spoke to people around to figure out, WHY and HOW come my experience was such a bad one and I figured out that 1) Baby J was a difficult baby yes, but 2) which is most importantly, i lacked the help and support i needed.
Facing and dealing with a baby 24/7 almost alone was just…not healthy. And i realised most mums, who had help (be it confinement nanny, helper, mothers) seemed to have coped better or some even better yet, felt like they were on a holiday! Like WOW. What a stark difference it was to how I felt.
But beyond it leaving behind a very bad post partum experience, it strained much of my relationship with H, and until today, I still held a grudge against H for all that I went through, although to be fair, it wasn’t entirely his fault. I set myself up for it, thinking I could handle it all. But I couldn’t. Well, I survived it, but i emerged pretty battered and now still scarred. So much so, I really didn’t fathom how to have a 2nd one yet. Until I could find a solution….
Well, maybe having baby #2 (accidentally) just forced me to reflect on all these (which I wanted to swept under the carpet) and now I’m forced to actually make active decisions in advance to prevent history from repeating itself. So yes, decision number #1 was to get extra help for confinement.
It’s even more important now given that I might have to split myself and still save some energy and attention for Baby J….and also, I need extra back-ups for Baby J, to make up for the things I wouldn’t be able to do, and I guess my inability to do much during 1st tri was also good training for everyone, including H. Although H also fell sick during this period and well it strained us all even more. But still, I felt like it’s time I start to take a back seat and see how to slowly split my time and energy for 2…
So, past confinement, past maternity, I would have thought we’ve gotten past the worst, and also, by going back to work, i slowly got back bits and pieces of my life and myself. But somehow, things crumbled further as work got busier and baby J encountered sleepless nights (and so did we). It really hit the ceiling when one day my boss just sat me down and asked why have I been so out of the sorts. And it really shook me up to do something. I couldnt just keep accepting the sleepless and cyclical days and inability to even have my time / time to even talk to H.
I remember that period felt like me on clockwork, just waking up rushing for work, doing work then chionging home to put her to sleep, only to anticipate her waking up 2 hours later, and almost every hour throughout the night. H and me was soooooooo deadbeat that period.
And so, decision #2, I’m going to sleep train baby#2 FOR SURE, and perhaps do it earlier than later. Well, I do have some reservations abt EXACTLY when I want to do it. But good sleep habits start all the way as young as 6 weeks old so I am starting everything early. And this time, I know how to do it right. To be honest, i started “sleep training” baby J pretty early too, except that we didnt stick to everything exactly and i think that caused the downfall. The basis of it was you really had to bite the bullet and just let the baby cry/ be alone. We didn’t. We always assisted asap. Well, I can’t stress how much sleep training has changed our lives, and so I’m a fervent advocate of it.
And so, onwards to my last phase of my one year of motherhood was one i started to truly enjoyed, although it was one filled with much of baby J falling sick cause she started IFC. I think I might start to get pretty well versed with children medication and am starting to collect almost every remedy for all sorts of sickness – all part of the parenting journey (oh and don’t forget the part about falling sick too cause you caught your kid’s virus!)
But it’s true when they say, it gets better after one! She has truly been such a joy recently, and while I’ve been just enjoying this phase, I’ve also come to accept terms with baby #2 and am starting to get excited for her arrival. It’s really different from the first! The first was just filled with anxiety and loads of worry about whether i need to prepare xxx/ read up about all the things i should/need to know…and it was really tiring and overwhelming. Right now, im soooooo chilled that I have the time to be excited! Like wow. I love being a Second Time Mum. And so, i guess that concludes in a v short summary (yes it’s already short considering howwwwwwww much we really went through as parents for just 1 year), truly what a year of parenthood has been.
Of course there are so many smaller decisions with regards to how I wanna care for baby #2, coming from the experience of Baby J but i shall’n bore you further with such details. I’m just so much surer of the things I want and not want for my child and myself now, and I hope this paves for an easier year of parenthood for the next.