I do think its used as a rather condescending term sometimes, but I have to say, as slightly negative tenmrs go, I just can't take it that seriously!
In fact, I delight in being a totally PFB mum! I totally embrace the fact I am being precious, and unashamedly love being able to be.
Being a mum is the most amazing, fabulous, exhilarating, heart rending, beautiful, scary and precious thing I have ever experienced. Its a leap into the unknown, and its a joy beyond all imagining, its a gift and an honour, and I am reveling in all its glory. Its brilliant being a first time mum, warts and all, and although if I am ever lucky enough to have a second, I know my attitude will be very different, thats just cos it will be different, not better, I think being hyper involved about everything is a great thing to be right now, and is something to be celebrated, and treasured.
So, yes, you'll catch me worrying about insignificant details, being able to discuss knowledgeably the intricacies and trivialities of nappies, and feeding, and recite exactly how long he's slept, and when, and measure every ml of expressed milk, and woe betides anyone who suggests its ok to let my darling cry [glares at exercise class teacher grrrrrrr].
I think its amazing, when was the last time I did something so new, so worthwhile, so totally not about me, but also really self indulgent? when was the last time I felt so alive, so productive, so involved with every moment? Even if its folding up his little clothes and sniffing the non bio smell! Or only getting the mobile that was made by psychologists, or earnestly discussing completely irrelevant things that seem vital at the moment. Its fab to be PFB, and I'm going to remember these stupid obsessed moments forever
the only bit thats wearing a bit thin is the sleeplessness, which is kind of self imposed as I keep waking up to check he's still breathing, even though I know its irrational... and then I can;t go back to sleep cos I don;t want to miss a minute of him...
so go on, call me/my DS a PFB, please, pretty please?! I'll not only admit it, I'll give you a big kiss for saying it before thrusting my miracle DS under your nose for appreciation and adoration!