Hi. I'm nic a 34 year old professional adult with a career,
you know the type, critical of just mums, critical of mums who give up full time work, of mums that spent full days in their pajamas, of mums, who hardly managed to dress for school run "christ how hard can it be raising a child"...
When I have babbies I'll do this, I'll do that, I'll be breast feeding, I'll be using the reusable nappies (still in the original box never, been opened and back on eBay) I'll be going back to work at six months... When I have babbies I'll be continuing to rock climb and hike, to kayak and to holiday abroad, etc etc etc... Picture me back in my size 8/10 trousers holding up a cute cherub like small person, in my eyes I was going to be an awsome mum, I was afterall a professional adult with experience in time and people management.
In Sept of 2016 I became... I'd like to say proud mum to a little izzy but what I'm going to say is surviving mum to little izzy. Surviving!!! And that's with the help of my fantastic partner in crime izzy's dad if it was not for him I'd have jacked in breastfeeding long time ago. Picture the scene, I sailed through pregnancy... I know, right lucky me, and labour was a breeze .. except all the stitches I was left with...
Flash forward ten weeks, by this point I'd been sat on the sofa for a whole ten weeks barley been past the door, I'd been using Nipple shields for the entire time due in part to my lack of knowledge about feeding and in part to the lack of help I received at the start. Izzy and I had both had thrush for four weeks (little did I know I'd still have it ten weeks on with no signs of it going), I'd struggled. I struggled to get comfy because of the stitches in my hoo ha, my shoulders ached from bad feeding positions. I'd gained two stone during pregnancy and fitted no clothing it was either pre bump and stopped at my knees it affected my stitches or it was mahoosuve from during pregnancy (thus I'd been living in Alex's clothing). Side effects to this situation was my the damaging of my back from too long in uncomfortable positions and lack of looking after self (exercises) created constipation and thus piles... (won't even begin to tell you how my mental state was effected you know with being cooped up indoors for almost three months)