When I was pregnant, I thought – face, and it will be simpler, life will settle down, calm happy times will come. As time went. I gave birth. Life has changed, but it naturally did not become easier.
The first time was calm. Up to 2 months, the daughter did nothing but eat and sleep. But I was not calm, I was afraid to move a step away from her. Everything looked if she was breathing, on which side she was lying, if she was not cold and so on.
Although, now I understand that this time I could calmly do cleaning and cooking, and not sit like a watchdog dog. Well, such are our maternal instincts, and nothing can be done with them.
Now my daughter is 5 months old. Yes, she became big and strong, but this did not make me easier, as she became still independent and active. The active period in the child’s life requires increased attention. I’ll tell you an example of one day in our life.
Regardless of what time we went to bed, the daughter gets up at 9:00. I don’t always get enough sleep by this time. But what to do – I get up. When she wakes up, she is in a good mood, she smiles and talks. Taking advantage of the moment, I leave her husband with her, and I myself go to the shower. After all my bath procedures, we do the same with Daisy (that’s the name of the daughter).
Then we go to breakfast and drink vitamins. I cook my husband breakfast. Today I fried sausages with an egg, but they were not very fresh, so we ate only an egg 🙂 Then we accompany dad. The hardest part begins when he leaves.
Probably, I am a perfectionist in terms of cleaning and cleanliness, I don’t like it when something is wrong somewhere. Although, in fact, it is not the most important. Today I started cleaning at 11:00, Margarita, of course, did not want to sleep at this time, at first she was playing in the crib, and then she started yelling and demanding that I take it.
I had to hook it to my chest, put it in a kangaroo. Thus, I was able to vacuum and clean things in places. Well, at least something. In parallel, loaded the washing machine.
Bring herself up
It’s feeding time. She gave her breasts, she hung there for about 30 minutes, fell asleep. Again I take a moment and go wash my hair. Then I unload the washing machine and load a new batch. I think this process is endless.
Today I still managed to pluck my eyebrows, make up and make up my nails. In general, I look, unusually, decently 🙂
At this time, she usually sleeps not long – from 30 minutes to 1 hour. I did not have time to rejoice as she woke up. So we go to do massage and exercise on fitball. Then we eat again and go for a walk.
The most difficult thing here is to get dressed and go out. But now it’s warm outside, so it became much easier for us to assemble. Harder to dress me. She is a girl with character, so she doesn’t like to be ignored, but I don’t know how to get together quickly, especially if they distract me.
With grief in half, get dressed and go out. I carry it in one hand, garbage bags in the other, and a bag under my arm. We live on the 4th floor, there is no elevator. Here you need to be an athlete to walk a few times a day.
I leave the pram in the car. On the street, I rock her, if she did not fall asleep during the gathering, then I put her in the cradle from the stroller, and we go to the park. We walk there for 1-2 hours.
Today we have not walked. Now I plan to go with her to the market, then home, and in the evening I go to the gym, and she will walk with her grandmother.
This is how almost every day of ours goes. Sometimes she sleeps a little more, sometimes less. How I manage everything depends on it. My emotional state also influences the daily routine.
There are days when I feel tired and I don’t want anything. During such periods, we can stay at home all day. I think this is correct, because you should also give yourself a rest.