Long one, sorry!
I'm pregnant with DC2. I'm 35 weeks. My SiL is 37 weeks and soon to be induced, so babies and birth are firmly on my mind. SiL is expecting her first, and she's super excited about meeting her DD. I was too, when I had my first child, but at when she was born, I just didn't feel that way. Pain-wise, it was fine, but I hadn't slept for about 48 hours by the time by DD was born by forceps. I was very doped-up on medication and I lost a fair bit of blood.
Anyway, my niggle is that when my daughter was born and handed to me, I didn't want to hold her. Instead of being desperate for a cuddle, smiling and crying happy tears, and going all gooey-eyed like they do on TV, I froze. I barely put my arms around her, and all I could think was, "I don't want this. This was a terrible mistake". In the end, I had to beg DH to hold her. The staff said I looked overwhelmed, and perhaps that's all it was, mixed with fatigue, but I had to be told - many hours later - that I should probably try and feed her. My memory's hazy, but I recall sleeping once she was born, and taking no interest in her until I was presented with a child to breast feed.
It makes me feel really guilty that I reacted that way to meeting my DD. And I won't lie, she had terrible feeding problems and often breastfed for more than 11 hours a day, plus pumping after each feed, so I could give her top-ups. I kept it up for 13 months. I made a bit of a martyr of myself and was anal about everything, because I didn't enjoy motherhood, and felt bad about it.
It's only really since my DD was 2.5 that I've begun to honestly appreciate her. Of course I've always loved her, and been far too cautious and protective of her, but I got no enjoyment from being a mother. She's always been as good as gold; an excellent sleeper, not a crier, very polite and well-behaved. I've got no excuse for not having been madly in love with her, but the truth is, the reality of being a mother was not what I expected. I don't enjoyed doing messy play. Baking is a nightmare and she sneezes as soon as she gets near the flour. Arts and crafts are just an opportunity to get glue in her hair and cover my house in glitter. It's not the rosy life I imagined before she was born.
Now that her language has come on in leaps and bounds, she's cheeky and fun and cute, and although tiring, a real asset to our family. It also helps that she's started nursery, so we get a bit of space from one another. It made me feel more positive about having another child, and this time, we're expecting a boy, so I'm really pleased about that, because I've always quite wanted a son.
But as my due date draws closer, I'm beginning to worry that when he's born, I'll just feel cold again; that I'll think it was all a mistake and not bond with him emotionally. I'm also worried that if I don't react badly to meeting him, it's unfair on my DD, because I didn't feel a great rush of love upon holding her.
Is this pregnancy hormones? Has anyone else felt like this? I worry that I'm not maternal. My own mother was abusive and violent and I don't have a good relationship with her. It's really important to me that my children have the exact opposite childhood, but am I just not a natural mother?
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Horrible reaction to meeting your new baby?
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Rabbiting0n · 23/05/2016 10:06
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