In November, I will become an Aunt for the 5th time. There is something special about being an Aunt. Before I had my child, I was an Auntie to two sweet boys. I adored babysitting them, going to their birthday parties and watching them grow. The best part seemed to be that I could hand them over when I had my fill. As an Aunt, you never have to deal with the hard stuff yet I somehow thought it prepared me for motherhood.
Boy was I mistaken.
I was having a text conversation with my sister-in-law who is due in 7 weeks. She mentioned that she was worried about having everything she needed and "being ready" by the time baby arrives. All I could offer for advice was that somehow, it all comes together and works out. I also told her to prepare my brother for about a million trips to Target once they get home. You know, to get all the things you thought you wouldn't need and ended up needing. I probably shouldn't have mentioned how I had just finished up being elbow deep in a potty training poop disaster. Ooops.
I reminisced back to 3 years ago. Was I ready? Heck no. Not taking into account having my baby 3 weeks early which just so happened to be the day before we were to move into our new house and two days before my best friend was getting married, I was in no way ready for a baby to be in my world. I chuckle, because the last three years have been exactly just that. You can do all the planning in the universe to try and be ready, but what you really end up doing is playing it by ear.
I wish I could offer better baby preparedness advice. As a matter of fact, I might be a living example of what NOT to do. Keeping in mind, I had a few surprises thrown at me in the new baby department, here are a few words of wisdom:
The most important advice I have is to not forget about YOU. I'm not going to sugar coat it. You are going to feel like crap when you get home. No matter which way baby comes out, you're going to feel gross. You'll be bleeding. A lot. (P.S. Grab as many of those mesh panties from the hospital as you can... you'll be grateful for them throughout the first week). Epidural? My back hurt for weeks. Ice packs. Avoid stairs. Oh yes. You will cry. A lot. For no reason. Advice? Keep Kleenex handy. No TV programming is safe. You'll cry watching commercials. I feel like so many women sweat the labor and delivery and don't even think about how crappy the postpartum weeks can be.
Final advice? You'll never be ready. Never. In the last few weeks, kick back, let your hubby rub your sore & gigantic swollen feet, take a deep breath and enjoy the peace and quiet while you still can.
I'm not sure if you are ever truly "ready". I believe you should be in a decent place in your life, although it doesn't always work that way. People always say if you wait until you can afford them, you will never have them. I don't have kids, but I kind of think it's true.
When it came to us buying clothes for each kid, we bought different sizes. my oldest was in premies for about 3 months, second one was in newborns for a month then 0-3 and then my third went straight to 0-3 months. So I don't think your really ever ready to have a baby, when it came time to have 2nd and 3rd I still didn't feel ready, to have 2 then 3 but it all comes into place once they are born.
I agree with buying newborn clothing! I was a large baby (8 lbs. 5 oz) and I have heard many people say that the baby often goes by what the mother weighed at birth. I planned on having a large baby, so I bought a few 0-3 month items and more 3-6 months items and only 2 newborn onesies. I was surely surprised when my son arrived 10 days early at a whopping 7 lbs. 1 oz--and had to wear newborn clothes. A trip to Target on the way home was necessary to say the least!
As a new mom to be, I just have to say how much I enjoyed this article. I am auntie to FIFTEEN, but as the finish line nears, I am thinking no way those 15 prepared me enough! Lol, but I know we'll make it somehow someway. :D
I can totally connect with the breastfeeding issues and the crying (by me!). I could not get my 1st child to breastfeed and the nurse blamed it on my "not being into it." I found out a few week later at my post-op appt. with the doctor that, because I had a cyst removed several years earlier, the milk ducts had been severed and there was nowhere for the milk to go in one breast! I also cried. A lot. No reason. Just cried.
AMEN! I am a mother of three ages 14,11,and 3. I could not have said it any better myself! I LOVE the part about breastfeeding, how true it is.I was unable to breastfeed 2 of my children and even the nurses at the hospital tried to make me feel like crap knowing that I could not do it. Very good advice thank you so much for sharing :)
Great tips! Especially love the one about not letting anyone make you feel bad about not breastfeeding. I also was convinced that BFing would be a breeze. Boy, was I wrong! I wish someone would have told me before that something so natural could be so hard. I hated the fact that my decision to quit after 3 months was a topic of discussion for others to be critical.