Hello everyone! I pop by this thread regularly to check on how everyone is doing but rarely get a chance to actually post. Right now ds1 is upstairs snoring in his bed, ds2 is snoring on my chest, the dog is snoring in her bed and dh is still at work (probably snoring at his desk)so here i am...
Congratulations to all the lovely babies born and lots of luck to all the imminent arrivals. (love love love this thread title by the way, never fails to raise a smile with me)
So my little preemie baby boy is 6 weeks old today! Doing well aside from a few minor hiccups along the way but he is getting big and i am starting to slowly feel a little less fearful of his tinyness and earlyness, if that makes sense. As happened with ds1, i find myself an accidental attachment parent again, bf on demand, co-sleeping (the only hope of me getting any sleep), slinging (enabling hands free for ds1) etc and so far it is working for us. I seem to find my days are complete rollercoasters, veering between moment of lovely peaceful calm and me thinking to myself, 'mmm, this is fun, really love to do it all again asap' to moments of sheer chaos, tears (both ds's, me and the dog) and threats of chopping dh's old fella off if he so much as thinks of coming near me!
So far no signs of the crippling pnd i suffered with ds1 (touch wood) but i guess still early days...
Labour vibes to all those in need, easy delivery vibes to all those in the midst and sleepy vibes to all those on the other side...