I can’t believe my last post is almost twenty days ago. These have been very fully and messy weeks… I have been focused on my career and development plan and in my spare time I’ve been working on my English, on job searching and to be prepared for an interview.
But I missed to write on my blog so here I am again with this melting-pot-post.
Leo was six months old last week and we are still fighting colic but nights are getting better. I have started to give him the bottle as last feed before sleep in the evening and it seems it is working, as he can sleep from 7.30 pm till 1.30-2.00 in the morning which I think is very good. The gluten free and diary free diet didn’t work at all… At least I tried.
Last night I was thinking of how can be totally different being a second-time-mum. Surprisingly I am doing things with my second baby that I haven’t done with my eldest before and I am enjoying that so much. I am guessing that it is probably due to the fact that I know what to expect for, I am more relaxed and I am enjoying every single moment with him. I know that this phase won’t last and it will be probably the last one for me as well.
When I was expecting Leo I was pretty much concerned about how Andrea would have reacted to his brother, how I would have been able to manage my routine with two kids and whatever I would have loved him as much as I loved my eldest (it was for me impossible).
But I have never thought that I would have enjoyed him and these first months so much. I mean, I am tired and overwhelmed by things to do, nights are always interrupted by Leonardo’ wakings, that it is far from being restful… But I know that this period won’t be forever and even I am craving to sleep an entire night long, I am sure I am missing those quiet moments in the night, me and Leo, the long speeches between us, in the silence of home.
With my first baby I followed to the letter a lot of manuals. I was insicure so I read a lot and I didn’t follow my instinct. Being a mum is a day-by-day learning, there is no manual that works for everyone in the same way. Andrea was a good sleeper since he was theee months old, so he was able to sleep all night long in his cot in his own room. Anyway I didn’t cosleep, even in the nights he woke up, I stayed awake too and then put him in his cot again. Everyone warned me about the fact that cosleeping would have created a bad habit and that we’d have never went back from this. I followed the rules but I was lucky too.
With Leo I am little bit less iron mum and I did co-sleep and I am not watching time every moments I breastfeed him to check if three hours have been already gone.
I follow my instinct.
I am doing the same with the terrible weaning step. It was a three months long war with Andrea because he was not ready at all, but everybody pushed me to keep on going, because at six months YOU HAVE TO start weaning, otherwise he won’t eat soon. All nonsense things. With Leo I am following his timing, he is not ready anymore and I am waiting that he will be. I take it easy, there is no need to start something because it is said to do that. Luckily I don’t have to go back to work immediately and I can manage this easily while breastfeeding. And even though I had to go back to work, whatever he weren’t ready, I wouldn’t have started anyway. My milk is enough. And it is suggested to breastfeed till the first year of age because it is sufficient.
So what I am feeling to suggest if you are riding this post and you are a first-time-mum is that it’s better to follow your heart than reading books or listening to other people that have always the good answer…