What was the most first-time mum thing you did?

[ChefsKisser]

On the back of another thread what’s the most ‘first time mum’ thing you ever did with your child?

we were at a relative of my husbands for a family bbq and relative had bought their lovely newborn along. I’d held her plenty through the few hours but later I was upstairs doing something. When I came down everyone was a bit tense and baby was fractious- his relatives had wanted to leave but wanted to ‘make sure I got to say bye to the baby’ before I left. Of course I did but internally I thought bloody hell you really didn’t need to stay for that…!! and it made me remember all the mental things I did with my first.

I know it’s been done before but any good ones? Light hearted- we’ve all been OTT FTPs and this isn’t a criticism!

i couldn’t work the car seat very well, that coupled with I have a Fiat 500 so it was horrible getting the car seat through the gap behind the front seats I would feel sick and cry if i ever had to take him in the car! Bet for the first 6 months we went in my car 3 times? Then he was too heavy to pre-seat him and get the seat through the gap, so i had to climb in with him in my arms and put him in that way! Now he’s one he holds his own weight when we clamber in and it’s all good but man I cried so much in those early day haha

Someone should take all these stories and make it in to a sit com.

My exdp done this too!

My not pregnant SIL asked me, pregnant at the time, not to use her husbands name because they wanted to use it in the future. I had no intention whatsoever of naming my child after him, and thought she was absolutely bat shit for the rest of her life.

😂x infinity

I’m so impressed you had figured out what each cry meant by then - if I’d have had a clue, I definitely would’ve done this 😂

I remember being pushed in a wheelchair from the delivery room up to the postnatal ward. I was holding DD, and we were pushed past a few midwives who were standing talking. I remember being mildly put out that they didn’t stop to marvel at what was quite clearly the most beautiful baby that had ever been born. I think I was expecting gasps of wonder 😂

I've just recalled.... [hangs head in embarrassment] I stopped going to baby groups because I thought the other mums would be jealous of my much more beautiful baby. Bit like a public service, really. GOD how mortifying. (I was in the depths of shocking PND though at the time so was having fairly warped thoughts anyway).

Was it baby Jake?? Because I found that terrifying and refused to have it on when ds was little 🤣

I also made a chart 😅

I was the same. They all slept through by 6 weeks (but then ds1 decided st 5 months to wake up all frigging night!)

Freaked out that my baby was going to die because they had sicked up blood… A&E doctor asked if I breastfed… turned out it was MY blood our baby was sicking up. Felt quite literally like a bit of a tit.

I have absolutely sucked the salt of crisps before giving them to my two 😆

DD was weaned diligently with single veg purees, moving up to mixed veg and slightly lumpier. Added a meal every month or so.

DS had chicken curry (homemade) on weaning day 3 as he was pissed he was getting green sludge while everyone else ate something more exciting. Was on three meals by about 7 months as once he discovered food he want some whenever we did 😆

I was a fucking NIGHTMARE PFB FTM.

Baby was around 9 months old and I had nailed a routine. Left her with my mum for what couldn’t have been more than four hours with a minute by minute itinerary of what to do. Literally minute by minute. My poor mother didn’t say a word just nodded and agreed.

Once weaned she could only have sugar free cereal or porridge on a strict rotation. I would make desserts from fruit and other stupid organic bollocks.

Pack her snack for the childminder with a satsuma and stress that the individual segments NEEDED TO BE PEELED or she would choke and die.

Sterilised EVERYTHING. Once crawling I spent every evening cleaning the floors.

Literally lost friends because they were more free and loose on their nap routine and I would inherently judge them for not ensuring their child’s welfare.

Played Bach every night during bathtime as I was convinced it would make her intelligent.

By the third kid, I literally threw them at my parents and said keep it alive see ya later.

I joined a 'pramercise' class in the park: a bunch of new mums fast walking, pushing prams around the park and pausing at every bench to do squats, triceps dips, or soothe a crying baby.

That wasn't mad, in itself. What was nuts was that I would carefully dress my (sleeping) 5-week old baby in her pink tracksuit to attend the class. You need to be wearing exercise clothes to attend an exercise class, you see.

Listening to the tape, I clearly had no idea!
I still don’t know what he’s on about half the time, lol

I remember being really panicky being away even for short bursts, I used to run back up the stairs even though I knew he was asleep in Moses basket and I was just popping to the loo or to get a drink, and take him into the bathroom while I quickly showered, but I remember my first baby 16 years ago I couldn't get the teats on the bottle it was day 1 or 2 at home and I burst into uncontrollable sobs that then turned to hysterical laughter, not pfb that one but this thread reminded me of that, it was quite scary and funny, I looked crazy 🤣 but must of been hormones

DH made me take DD1 to A&E as she had fluff in her eye - she was unbothered.

Gave the grandparents a 30 page manual on her likes/dislikes, car seat instructions, how to put nappies on (they were cloth to be fair) 😂.

Swept and mopped the entire kitchen floor after every weaning meal.

My little one is 6 months now so this was very recent but already embarrassing! He must have been 2 months old and he didn't poo one day, Google said they should poo twice a day and to seek medical advice if they didn't poo for over 24 hours. I seriously considered ringing the GP (I didn't but I definitely thought maybe I should for quite a while!) madness 😆

I was another one who thought wet wipes were far too rough for my PFB’s lovely bottom so assiduously used cotton wall balls dipped in water.

When weaning I would get annoyed if people walked into the kitchen when DS was eating because it distracted him. (In my defence DS needed to gain weight so weaning felt very high stakes).

I was very lack about other things though. We rarely went to the doctor, I had a changing mat up high which horrified the HV, and I cheerfully ignored the hospital “play consultant’s” warning not to watch TV while breastfeeding in case I stunted DS’s development.

I killed three hair dryers with ds1 as id convinced myself the white noise from them was the only way he’d sleep. I sat on my bed with him asleep in the crib for absolutely hours holding a hair dryer (which eventually burnt out).
had such a panic when one night we didn’t have one - lo and behold he slept anyway 😂

I went out to meet a friend and didn't notice one of my boobs was out and walked about a mile down a road with lots of pedestrians before a white van man told me one of my baps was out. I was so tired and thought it was so miraculous I'd left the house I didn't really care.

I have a confession, I still do some of these for DS who's 3.5 years old. I haven't had baby no.2 yet so haven't got past all the ridiculousness yet haha. He's very much still my precious first born!

I still use the enormous changing bag ready for every eventuality (including the first aid kit and folding toilet seat)!

I still use the app to log his poos (I had stopped but he gets constipated so I do need to know how long it's been)

I still worry about him being cold, he only stopped wearing vests and went into short sleeved tshirts because of the heatwave last week! I also still sent him to nursery with a coat this week.

Oh I also peeled and quartered grapes for at least a year after he started eating them. Poor dc 2 and 3 never experienced a peeled grape!

Organic food. Changed all our cleaning and laundry supplies to an eco brand. I live in Dublin but would travel to Newry (90 minute drive) because the shops had a better selection of organic and eco friendly products.

Got a fantastic birthday cake made for her first birthday and didn't give her any , gave her an organix carrot stick, still feel terrible about that.

Washed and massaged her every morning.

Gave my mother a handwritten four page guide on how to look after her. I was only leaving her for two hours.

Loads of other things. DD2 and DS were dragged up ( joking)