postpartum

2 months ago… I gave birth to my little guy and I’m so happy I can remember every detail of his delivery clearly. (My memory of Emma’s birth is a bit hazy because of the pain relief I had – no regrets but still a shame)

2 months ago… This chunky monkey of mine was a tiny 7lbs 1oz and now he is a whole lot more (11lb 4oz at 6 weeks but I know he’s considerably heavier at this point!!!) Despite problems with dairy his appetite is fine!

2 months ago… I had no real idea how exhausting and hard everyday life as a mum of two can be… or how worthwhile it is and how blessed I would feel. Or that it’s possible to feel all this at the same time.

At 2 months… My little Matthew has pretty good head control, smiles lots – especially for daddy, loves to watch his big sister and listen to her sing for him, prefers to be moving in some way as often as possible and still mostly favours sleeping in the day to sleeping at night but is getting better.

2 months in… Most days I feel like I’ve got the hang of things and we are starting to find our groove…. right up until bedtime at least. Still working on that and figuring out little mans nap routine. But gosh, I love my little dude!

I have no idea where the last 2 months have gone but I am looking forward to seeing what changes the next 4 weeks will bring!