The Smell of Little Pong

One Week On

A week old already! I was just getting home from the hospital this time last week. And how has it been? Well, better than I dared hope. As wonderful as it was, I wouldn't say that I found the early weeks of Freyja's life easy and I did worry that I would feel overwhelmed this time.

What I've actually found is that while having the first baby is a major life change, the second seems to be more of an adjustment. Life goes on and Freyja demands some sense of normality which we have to provide. It helps that so far he seems to be a much calmer baby than Freyja was. He is feeding every 2 to 3 hours, sleeping quite well in between and is just starting to get more wakeful during the day. He's very sucky, like Freyja was, and feeds for ages, like she did, but in between he seems more relaxed (I'm so scared of jinxing it!). I'm finding the feeding much easier this time and the nights more bearable - it's the only chance I really get to appreciate him!

Physically I have recovered much quicker. I was sore for about 2 days but after that I felt pretty much back to normal - although I must be careful not to overdo it. On Thursday I walked to a few friends to show him off (as Freyja has chicken pox so I can't invite people round) and that evening I was exhausted and spent all night with cramps. Must remember it's only been a week since I gave birth!

But on the whole things are going well - I keep waiting for the happy hormones to crash and to be in tears but it hasn't happened yet. I feel in control and delighted with the new addition, feel Freyja is coping as well as could be expected (more on that later) and not only do I love Theo as much as I love Freyja, I don't feel I have betrayed her either.

Turns out there really is plenty of love to go round.

posted by solveig @ 4:43 PM