Having Baby Part 3: First Night

Having Baby Part 1: Pre-Labour
Having Baby Part 2: Birth


Now this part of the story really isn’t that interesting, all the action was over, but it’s important to me because it’s the part when I realised that I loved this little bub.

When I left you I had given birth and dragged my exhausted arse off to the shower about midnight. I was looking forward to getting into bed and having some rest. I was still in the birth suite and waiting to be transferred to a proper room with a queen size bed so AJ and I could sleep. Little did I know that I was completely delusional because I really wouldn’t be sleeping for the next week.

AJ had been looking after bubs for the first few hours after I gave birth. I was just too tired and sick to want to have much to do with the little guy. I was pretty much thinking that having a baby was the stupidest thing I had ever done. I’d made a very big mistake. Panic was setting in.

The midwives had been monitoring bub’s temperature throughout the evening as it was lower than it should be. At the request of the hospital, my sister-in-law had raced back to my place to bring in extra blankets, hats, gloves and outfits (you would think with all the money we spent on private hospital they could take care of this?). We had him all rugged up, but his temperature was still too low.

For the next 5 hours the midwife and I worked to warm him up with heat lamps, my body warmth, breast feeding and then eventually a humidicrib. I thought that I was beyond exhausted, but seeing that tiny little baby looking so sad and cold gave me the energy that I needed to keep going.

Now it wasn’t a dramatic situation, he was going to be fine, but it was enough for my motherly instincts to kick in. Seeing him in distress brought out the protector in me. I knew that he needed me and I didn’t want to let him down.

The humidicrib worked eventually and his temperature stabilised at about 5.30 am. It’s all a bit of blur to me and I am not even sure if I remember that night correctly to be honest. I just know that seeing my little boy sick almost broke me and that it was the moment I started falling in love with this little creature.

Looking back on those photos from the night he was born breaks my heart a little bit. I wish I could go back in time and love him like he deserves from the second he entered the world, but at least I got there in the end.

Now… well I couldn’t love that boy more if I tried. He is my world.



12 Weeks Old


Look at that chubby bubby!

There wasn’t a 12 week milestone card because it now goes in monthly updates. Thank freaking god! Trying to find the time to do these weekly updates has been a little difficult. I’m sure anyone following along will appreciate the break from my indulgent baby spam too! Plus it’s hard to really define when he changes and does new things. Often he’ll sort of do something new, but not very well, then over the next week or so he will master it and do it much more frequently. Like at the moment it seems like he is kind of laughing, but if I’m not sure, it probably means that he isn’t. I don’t know. He certainly smiles very big and noisily.

Age: 12 weeks. Does this mean the newborn stage officially over? (Major sobbing and breakdown… my little baby is growing up).

Feeding: I’m still on all the tablets to increase my milk supply, but it doesn’t seem to be making a big difference. Unfortunately I still don’t have a whole heap of milk to give the little boy. I breastfeed him first thing in the morning when he wakes up, but he obviously doesn’t get much because he drinks a full bottle after. I know I could be doing more to increase my milk supply if I really wanted to, but I just don’t have the energy to devote to it. I’ll finish the pack of tablets I have and then I might need to let it go.

Sleeping routine: No major changes to his sleep routine, he is still sleeping through the night really well. He has been really difficult to settle for his naps and bedtime this week and just crying and fighting sleep, even though I can see he is so tired. I am putting this down to him being in his third development leap this week. The app tells me this is all normal and he’ll be clingy and cry more often. He has definitely seemed very cuddly during the day and wanting to sleep on me, which is fine with me because I am always up for extra cuddles!

Firsts: I don’t know if these are firsts, but this week it seems he has really mastered lots skills that he has been working on for a while. It’s been really exciting to watch him learn new things and change every day. AJ and I exclaim to each other every day “can you believe this guy?” as we watch him change. His eyes really follow you around the room now, he grabs at his toys, watches the TV and books, sucks his little fists, dribbles and blows bubbles, wiggles about, arches his back and holds his head (sort of) steady. I guess this is why he isn’t really a newborn anymore (more sobbing).

Achievements: This week I finally feel like I have my shit together. I have a new confidence in getting out and about with the little boy. Previously I have absolutely hated leaving the house with him on my own and now something has clicked and I feel like I can manage him on my own in public. The main thing is that I know his routine better and I know when he’ll be hungry or sooky and I can work around these times. I still stress at the thought of him crying or spewing in public, but I need to get over that fear because I have several years ahead of baby/toddler tears and craziness.

Things we have learned: Well I learned a lot this week because AJ and I did an infants first aid course with some of the couples from my parents group (and our bubs). I have never done any sort of first aid, so I found it really valuable. I learned the big things like CPR and dealing with choking and cuts and burns. My biggest take away was that marshmallows are a major choking hazard. Cafes give them to kids with their babycino and kids suck them right into their windpipe and they are tough to get out. Who knew?

Appearance: He has a killer bald spot on the back of his head where he sleeps. The other day I saw a big ball of hair in his bassinet and I thought it was my hair that he must have grabbed from my head (he loves doing this) and then I looked closer and it was all little Augie hairs. Plus the top of his head is pretty bald, with a nice little mullet at the back, so his hair is really not his strong suit right now.

Mummy update: I braved the scales for the first time since I had Augie and weigh about what I expected. I’m pretty annoyed at myself for how terribly I ate in the first 6 weeks after Augie was born. I reckon I gained more weight in that time than I gained for my entire pregnancy. I’d like to drop 5 kilos before the end of the year and take me to my pre-baby weight. Let’s see if I can do this…

Pre-baby weight: 80 kilos (176 lbs)
40 Weeks pregnant weight: 93.3 kilos (205.2 lbs)
Current weight: 85.1 kilos (187.2 lbs)
2017 goal weight: 80 kilos (176 lbs)
Ultimate goal weight: 75 kilos (165 lbs)


11 Weeks Old


Age: 11 weeks. Daylight savings started this week, which is great because it’s nice to have more daylight in the evening for walks. AJ decided to start work an hour early this week and try and get home an hour early so that he has more time with the little boy. It’s great for me too because I’m starting to climb the walls a little bit by then afternoon, so having him home earlier suits me!

Feeding: When Augie started sleeping through the night a couple of weeks ago he dropped one of his feeds, which worried me a little because it meant he was eating less than recommended for his size and age. This week he has naturally picked that bottle up again during the day by having his bottles closer together. It’s funny how babies just fall into their own rhythms and sort themselves out.

I’m still on the tablets to increase my milk supply. It has made a difference, but not by much so far. I might need to double my dosage.

Sleeping routine: Augie has been a little harder than usual to settle for bed this week. I saw a lot of Instagram mums saying that the full moon had an affect on their kids sleeping, so that might have been the issue. On the night of the full moon he wouldn’t settle for over two hours, which is really unusual for him.


  • Cold: The poor little guy got himself a cold this week. I have been dreading this happening. He was so sick one night that AJ and I sat up all night and watched him because he was struggling to breathe properly with all the mucous (sorry for being gross). Obviously if there was any real danger we would have taken him to the hospital, we were just a bit concerned and we are first time parents who haven’t dealt with a baby cold before. We bought a ventilator for his room and that seemed to help a bit, as well as saline spray, Vicks rub and children’s panadol. He was still a happy little boy, so he can’t have been too sick. Any excuse for extra cuddles works for me.
  • Mirror: He recognises himself in the mirror and is loving staring at himself. I think he likes what he sees. Little show off already.
  • Hands: He has discovered his hands and how tasty they are to chew on. He is using his hands in different ways all the time, he still isn’t too good at using them much, but he is trying to grab or hit things.
  • Toys: He is finally starting to enjoy toys now. He loves anything hanging over his head to stare at or if you rub a soft toy on his face or legs. He grabs at them a little bit, but mostly he just likes to stare at them and smile while you shake them all about in his face.

Mirror selfie





Can’t stop eating my hands

Achievements: I had my first night out on the town without the little boy this week. I say it’s an achievement, but I can’t say it was too hard to be honest. I obviously have no worries leaving him with his dad. I had a great night out with some friends drinking wine and laughing a lot. When I got home he was sound asleep. I did wish I could give him a kiss and a cuddle, but I didn’t want to risk waking him up.

Things we have learned: The weather finally started to feel a bit more like spring this week. Unfortunately our room and his nursery are on the third floor of our new townhouse (he is still in our room with us for now) and one day it barely cracked 25 degrees and the room was a sauna. God knows what we will do when summer really hits. We do have an air conditioner in our room, so I’ll probably have to run it all the time to keep it cool up there. Great.

Appearance: Everyone keeps saying that he has really filled out and super chubby now. Such a cute little chubby bubby. Can’t stop kissing that little face!


Mummy update: I have struggled physically over the past week or so. It feels a little bit like my body is falling apart. I got Augie’s cold, I had the worst mouth ulcer ever, my skin is so dry that my make up is caked in the cracks, I’ve had dermatitis flare up all over my hands, pimples on my face and a big cyst. Gross. I’ve been taking it easy and chilling out at home as much as possible. It’s bloody hard to look after a baby when you feel so sick yourself. My dad and step mum visited on Sunday and made me some immune boosting chicken soup, so hopefully that will help me feel more like myself soon.

10 Weeks Old


Age: 10 weeks and seeming more and more alert each day. His favourite thing to do is stare down the toys hanging from his bouncer when we put him in there. His little eyes also follow me and AJ around the room and he gives us massive smiles when he sees us. I love that he is starting to get more playful and interact with us too, it is so much fun!

Feeding: We saw the specialist this week about his possible tongue tie and she confirmed he did have one. Her recommendation was to snip it immediately as it only gets harder the older they get. Oh dear god, my heart nearly exploded out of my chest.

The doctor and the nurse held him down and literally just snipped the skin under his tongue with special scissors. They told me not to watch, so I turned away and covered my ears and closed my eyes so I didn’t pass out from sadness. AJ came with me and he teared up, which I didn’t even notice because I was in my own little world. It was over in an instant and Augie was crying, but he calmed down after I gave him a bottle. He didn’t drink much and the doctor said it was probably because he was in a bit of shock (sob). Then he fell asleep for the afternoon and seemed fine. He was extremely hard to settle that night, I’m not sure if he was in pain, or just over-tired. At least that is over!

So now this will help him latch on and breastfeed easier, but the only problem is that I have very low milk supply. My supply was very low from the start. At the hospital everyone kept saying your milk comes in between day 3-5, but mine just never came. Plus the fact he has been on formula means my supply is practically non-existent now. The doctor gave me a script for Motilium (Domperidone) that is supposed to help build my milk supply and I am also taking a herbal supplement called Fenugreek.

I’m not going to be too upset if it doesn’t work, but I do find it convenient to have the option to both breastfeed and bottle feed. We’ll see how it goes.

Sleeping routine: Still going brilliantly and sleeping 8.00 pm – 7.00 am without waking. I am so, so, so lucky. It does concern me a little because he’s going so long without a feed, but I guess he’ll wake if he is hungry. I actually think I might start putting him to bed earlier because I am finding it hard to get him to sleep because I think he is over-tired and will fight bedtime for about half an hour of horrible tears. If I try and get him down at 7.00 pm that might help. The problem with that is that it means he barely gets to see his dad because AJ doesn’t get home from work until about 6.00 pm. Unfortunately there isn’t much I can do, bubs really sets his own schedule right now.

This is the happy little face I wake up to every morning. He just lies there patiently waiting for me to wake up and play. Best way to start the day!



  • City trip: I took him on the tram into the city for his appointment with the specialist for his tongue tie. I managed to sneak in a quick dash through Mecca and Benefit to pick up some new make up. Thanks for behaving Augie!
  • Grand final win: His dad’s beloved footy team won the grand final this week. The spooky thing is that AJ predicted this would happen when we found out we were pregnant last year. The last time the Tigers won the grand final was in the year AJ was born (1980), so he said that they’ll win in 2017, the year his baby is born. Keep in mind this is when they were crap and it was hilarious to think they would win the flag. Well, he was bloody right. Should have put money on it, we would have made a fortune. Now AJ wants to keep having a new kid every year to keep the wins rolling in…
  • Sticking his tongue out: After he got his tongue tie snipped he discovered a new trick. He loves getting his tongue out now!


Achievements: Making it through the tongue tie snip. Well, it was really just me and AJ strggling, Augie wasn’t too bothered by the whole thing.

Things we have learned: He knows there is a world out there and he wants to watch it all. He gets annoyed when I put the bassinet hood down on his pram because he can’t see what is going on. He is a sticky beak like his mum.

Appearance: He is still pulling hilarious faces. Normally after I breastfeed him in the morning is when he is giving me his best looks. He keeps me entertained with his funny looks.

Mummy update: I tried a mums and bubs pilates class this week with some girls from my mothers group. It was OK, just some basic stretching and weights, which is to be expected for new mums. The bubs just lay on the floor next to us while we did the class. Thankfully Augie behaved, but one of the girl’s little bub was unsettled so she missed the whole class. I think we all agreed that we probably wouldn’t return. It was a nice class, but it’s too expensive at $34 per session, given it was quite basic and that our bubs are just as likely to be unsettled and distract us.


Watching mum do pilates

9 Weeks Old


Age: 9 weeks and he also passed the 2 month mark this week too.

Feeding: I am still mixed feeding, but my milk is getting less and less, which I knew would happen when I gave him formula. It’s a catch 22… he needs formula so he doesn’t starve, but the more formula he drinks, the less milk my body will produce.

Sleeping routine: No major change, he is still sleeping from 8.00 pm through to 4.00 am and then back to sleep after a bottle until about 7.00 am. A couple of times this week he slept through without waking for his 4.00 am feed. I feel so lucky that he is sleeping well. he’s such a good boy.


  • Using his hands: I left him in his bouncer while I went downstairs to get the washing. When I walked back up he was holding his dummy and trying to put it in his mouth (he was not successful). It’s so exciting to see him changing and developing.
  • Immunisations: we had his 8 week immunisations done this week. I was super worried leading up to it because I just can’t stand to see him sad, but I did surprisingly OK once we got in there. I don’t have a local doctor in the area we have moved to, so I went to a clinic just across the street and a nurse did them for us. The nurse and receptionist at the clinic were just so lovely and really put me at ease. Augie screamed for each of the two needles and his face went bright red (sob) but he stopped pretty much immediately when they gave him the oral vaccine which was nice and sugary (sweet tooth). He came home and had a big sleep, but then when he woke in the late afternoon he was clearly not well and just cried and cried. I held him all evening and he would wake every 15-30 minutes and start sobbing until I rocked him back to sleep. He didn’t even want any milk, so he must have felt sick. I gave him some children’s panadol and he eventually fell asleep for the night. Oh my poor heart. I just can’t take it when he’s sick.

Poor sick boy

Achievements: This week we took the little boy to the Tigers v GWS preliminary final at the MCG… with over 95,000 other supporters. Wow, this was a big achievement! And of course it had to be stupidly hot on top of everything else. I can’t lie and say it wasn’t hard work. We decided to drive because we knew public transport would be beyond packed, so we booked a carpark early in the week and were only a 5 minute walk from car to seat, that made a huge difference. Yay for planning. Luckily we got aisle seats, which was just a fluke because AJ wasn’t able to select the seats when he bought them. I didn’t end up sitting for longer than about two minutes though because the little boy decided that he didn’t want to sit and he wanted me to pace up and down with him for 3 hours. I think it was because he wasn’t comfortable in the carrier when I sat down and was crushing his legs a little bit. Bad mum!

The smartest thing we did was buy special newborn baby earmuffs. Anyone who knows AFL footy knows that the Tiger army were very, very, very loud over the weekend. We couldn’t get normal baby earmuffs because they are all for 3+ months, so AJ went to some special eye and ear centre and got earmuffs for newborns and they worked a treat. He didn’t even flinch amongst all the craziness. My ears were killing me after the game, so I hate to think what the noise would have done to him if we didn’t have protection. Plus they were super cute.

We had a great day and I was so happy that AJ got to see his beloved Tigers make it into a grand final with his little boy. And it isn’t a stretch to say that Augie was more popular with Tigers supporters than Dusty Martin! I barely got to watch the game because I had literally dozens of supporters coming over to fawn over the little guy in his cute earmuffs. I was pacing up and down behind the seats (near the bars) so I had so many people yelling out to me “good work mum” or “you’re doing such a good job”. It was really sweet. Good god I was exhausted when we got home that night though and enjoyed a couple of well deserved beers to relax.

Things we have learned: Well I learned the hard way that he has gotten longer and his head now sticks out of my arms when I am holding him. I was rushing to answer the door and as I rounded the corner on the stairs I banged his little head on the bannister. I felt horrible, it actually pulled the skin up a little bit, but didn’t draw blood. He didn’t get upset though, he just gave me this filthy look, like ‘why did you do that to me, you idiot mum?’. Phew.

Appearance: He got weighed and measured by the maternal health nurse this week and is now 57 cm and 4.92 kg. So he’s getting nice and chubby now. He’s still only the 17th percentile, but that doesn’t matter, he’s clearly healthy and gaining weight well. His little thighs are getting nice and chubby. Love it.

Mummy update: I had a consult with a physio this week prior to starting pilates with them next week. I got the all-clear, but one thing to note was that she was completely shocked that apparently I had no abdominal separation from pregnancy. I wonder if this is why my tummy didn’t ever pop out, sounds like my abs were holding it in tight. They must have been stitched up well after my body lift (not from exercise obviously LOL).

8 Weeks Old


Age: 8 weeks.

This is when Augie goes through his second “Leap” in development where he will be able to recognise patterns, discover his hands and feets and be fascinated with light. Tick, tick, tick. He just loves staring at our shutter blinds and also the wood banister feature in our stairs. He has also started to try and move his hands and legs with intent. Previously he was just flapping about, but now he is reaching out to tap me or his toys with his hands, pushing away his bottle when he is full, trying to keep the dummy in his mouth with his hand and kicking his little legs around.

I’ve also noticed he is more sensitive to noise now. He used to sleep through anything, but now loud noises will startle him awake. I’m still trying to make as much noise as possible to get him used to it, but some days you just need him to stay asleep and you tip toe around him, until his clumsy dad inevitably drops something or bangs the door…

He is also really communicating with us by making all sorts of noises. We have great conversations! I am such a tragic, but it is so much fun to watch these little developments.

This leap was supposed to cause him to be clingy, cranky and cry more. Lucky for us, I can’t say I noticed nay major difference in his behaviour. I think he was a little fussy some days, but probably just normal stuff for a newborn. So far, so good.

Feeding: No big changes with feeding routine, we are just ticking along nicely with mixed feeding. I did take him off Infants Friend for a day to see if it was actually making any difference and he vomited a fair bit that day, so it must be doing more than I thought for his reflux.

Sleeping routine: He is still sleeping from 8.00 pm – 7.00 am, waking up about 4.00 am for a feed. I could not be happier with this situation! I feel so grateful that he is sleeping well and it makes him such a happier little boy. One night this week he actually slept all the way through. I woke about 6.00 am in full panic when I realised he hadn’t woken for a bottle. I felt terrible that he must be starving, but he was fine.


  • Forgetting the baby: I went in to pay for petrol at the service station and completely forgot I had a baby left in the back of my car. AJ was in the queue in the connecting coffee shop and was looking at me like I was crazy. I thought it was because he is overly paranoid about leaving the car when someone might want the petrol bay. Then he raced back to the car before he even ordered a coffee. Turns out it was because I probably shouldn’t leave a screaming baby alone in an unlocked  care at a busy service station. Shit.
  • Visit to dad’s farm: We drove the 4 hours to AJ’s mum’s in the country and took the little guy to visit the farm.


Achievements: Getting some healthy cooking done and starting walking. I made a couple of easy breakfast/snack meals that I can grab while I have my hands full with the little guy. Some days I don’t get a chance to eat until 3.00 pm, which isn’t good for my breast milk supply. We also started doing evening walks when AJ gets home from work, it’s still a bit bloody cold, but hopefully spring weather will kick in eventually.

Banana Muffins (I added toasted pecans and flaxseed)
Muesli bars (I swapped blueberries for cranberries and left out the chocolate)

Things we have learned: The dummy fixes everything. I have one of those suckers on every floor of my house, in the car, in the pram and in my handbag. The only problem is when it falls out of his mouth while he is sleeping and I have to constantly go upstairs to put it back in. Come on August, get those hands working and put it back in your mouth yourself!

Appearance: He is looking less like a little newborn and more like a baby… if that makes sense? He is also so much stronger and can hold himself up in my arms instead of crumpling up. Unfortunately he can also launch himself out of my arms if I don’t hold on tight.

Mummy update: Every week I seem to get myself and bubs into a better routine. It has been slow going, and there is still a way to go, but we are getting there. Routine really helps me feel like I have got my shit together and improves my mental health. It’s a double edged sword though because my days can feel very repetitive when it’s just me and bubs all day and it is just feed, change, sleep (and cry) all day long. I would say that it is this repetitiveness that I find the hardest right now. I go through one feed, change, sleep (and cry) cycle and just do it all over again… and again… Lucky he is cute.

7 Weeks Old


This has been a really tough week for me, not as a mum, but just in general. Sadly, my gran passed away this week. She was my mum’s mum and Augie’s last remaining great grandparent. She had been in a nursing home for a long time and due to all the flu deaths in nursing homes this winter, I wasn’t able to take Augie to visit her until he had his vaccinations. He was due to have his vaccinations on Wednesday and she passed away Wednesday morning. I was just devastated.

I woke Wednesday morning, before I knew she passed away, and felt really stressed about Augie’s vaccinations that evening. I considered cancelling and putting them off a week, but the only thing that stopped me was that I really wanted to take him to visit my gran that weekend. We were really close my entire life and it was really important to me that she got to meet my son. Especially because my mum is no longer with us and my gran is the closest connection to my mum.

I feel so guilty that I didn’t take August to meet my gran now. Maybe I was being overly cautious, would it really have mattered? I guess I’ll never know. With my uncle passing away last month, it’s been a difficult time. It feels like all the pieces of my mum are gone now.

So after receiving this sad news I didn’t end up taking August to have his vaccinations that evening. I was already nervous about taking him anyway (because I can’t bear to see him in pain, not because I am anti-vax!) and so I was just too upset to handle it that night. I was getting them done through the council in a group session and so now I missed that opportunity I need to find a doctor to get them done privately. I don’t have a doctor in the new suburb I moved to recently, but one of the girls at my mothers group gave me a recommendation so I’ll get them done next week.

Age: 7 weeks old. He certainly seems to have a lot of character for such a little boy. He keeps me entertained all day with his funny faces.

Feeding: I’m still mixed feeding and the little boy is taking 150ml bottles after breastfeeding. I’ll breastfeed for about an hour per session and he is still starving, so he clearly isn’t getting much milk. During the nights I am exclusively bottle feeding so that I can get some sleep, otherwise his feeds take hours. It seems to be working for us.

Sleeping routine: This week Augie naturally dropped his 11.00 pm and 1.30 am feeds, which meant he was sleeping from approximately 8.00 pm – 4.00 am straight. OMG this is amazing! I am a bit scared to get too excited about this great sleeping pattern because I have heard horror stories about regression, but I am enjoying it while I can.

His day sleeping is a bit all over the place though. He was consistently sleeping in the afternoon, but some days he’ll have a big morning sleep instead. Some days he will only have mini sleeps throughout the day and get cranky and over-tired. This makes it really hard to plan out my day and leave the house. I still won’t complain because the most important thing is that we are both getting sleep at night!


  • Recognising us- On Thursday night AJ told me that it seemed like Augie recognised him when I passed him over, but I doubted it… Then on Friday morning I put Augie in bed with AJ while I had a shower and when I got out and saw them in bed, I decided they looked so cosy that I was going to get back in for a cuddle. When he saw me his whole face lit up and he was smiling uncontrollably. It was very cute.
  • Tram ride- I braved Melbourne’s public transport system and took Augie on his first tram ride. We live in an inner city suburb and I am a nervous city driver, so I rely heavily on public transport. I was pretty bloody nervous about taking him on the tram, but it wasn’t too hard in the end. AJ helped me on the first leg of the journey, but I was on my own for the trip back. Everyone told me that people would offer to help me with the pram… nope, no one offered to help me at all LOL! I managed though and Augie behaved himself so it was fine.

First tram trip!

Achievements: Making it to my 6 week check up. I have found getting out and about on my own with bubs a little bit stressful, so I was dreading this appointment. I hate having to be somewhere at set times because Augie’s routine is so unreliable. Even trying to get to the supermarket can take me two hours because he will decide he needs a feed as I am walking out the door, then he needs a nappy change and then a sleep… And what if he projectile vomits or I need to change a dirty nappy? These things freak me out a bit. Hence why I am becoming a bit of a shut in. Lucky for me I have had plenty of visitors and I can walk around my neighbourhood with Augie until I get more confident with taking him out on my own.

Things we have learned: That our social life is dead for now. We can’t go to the restaurants and shows and events that we used to. We really wanted to go to the footy on Friday night to watch the Richmond v Geelong final, but of course we have nowhere to leave the little guy and he can’t be out in the freezing night with 95,000 other people at a stadium. This is probably the hardest adjustment for us because we really like to do things together. Of course we can come up with new things to do as a family, but we are missing our old lifestyle quite a bit.

Appearance: The little guy seems to be gaining weight well. I weighed him at mother’s group and he weighed 4.3 kilos. This still puts him at only the 11th percentile, but he is gaining the right amount of weight each week and he is definitely looking nice and healthy. Everyone is noticing how much his face and little tummy have filled out now. Funnily enough, the chubbier he gets, the more people say he is starting to look like me. Should I take offence? Ha ha!

Mummy update: This is the week I put a stop to my out of control eating. I was obviously using the whole baby thing as an excuse to eat as much as I wanted and I was starting to feel pretty crappy. I ate so well in my pregnancy for the health of bubs and then I just stopped right away as soon as I had the baby. I don’t want to put my health on the back burner just because I had a baby, if anything, it’s more important than ever.

I was eating blocks of chocolate, cakes and packs of biscuits every day because I was so tired that I needed a sugar hit. It’s hard to make good choices when I have my hands full with the little one, but I am feeling better already. I am certainly not being perfect with my eating and I don’t want to be either. I am still breastfeeding so it’s important I eat enough to keep up my supply and my energy. I just want to eat foods that make my body feel good and will hopefully help me lose some weight eventually too. I want to lose about 10-15 kilos, so it’s going to take a long time and I don’t want to sacrifice my entire lifestyle, so it’ll be slow and steady.