They say the second time around with a newborn is often easier because you’ve been through it all before, and well, it’s not your first rodeo anymore. While that might be partly true, having a newborn is tough! I don’t care if it’s your 1st, 4th or 8th newborn, the newborn stage is tough.
The best advice I could give to someone going through the newborn stage is to take it one night at a time. When the morning comes you have survived another night. Look forward to the mornings, although some nights the morning seems so far away, I promise it will come and it will get better.
Nights with a newborn are my least favorite. I hate the night time. In fact, every afternoon when the night is approaching my anxiety starts to creep in and I get this grumpy, sad feeling about it.
I feel lonely and sometimes angry, bitter thoughts run through my head while everyone else is sleeping. I’m breastfeeding our daughter so I’m really the only one that can feed her. Sure I could pump, and have some milk on hand for my husband to help out, but then I have to pump and I much rather breastfeed. So for a while after birth, every 2 to 3 hours its unswaddle, change diaper, feed, burp, feed, swaddle, soothe, sleep an hour (maybe) and then repeat. It’s tough, tiring and sometimes just miserable. Not to mention all the times I tell myself I want to quit this whole breastfeeding thing (that’s another blog post for a different time). But then the sun rises, and you realize you’ve done it! YOU have SURVIVED the night with this precious little gift of life that God has given you! YOU have made it, and although you are dead tired and running on just few hours of sleep, you can take on the day because you made it through one more night.
They say to cherish this because they don’t stay little long. I get that, but I’m not sure they mean the sleepless nights. I can do without those.
Thankfully, Zoey is starting to sleep more through the night. She’s now a month old and wakes up to feed around 1:00am and 5:00am which is really nice, but still really tough. She’s still so new in this world so some nights she’s up more often than others.
On Sunday she was up from 1:00am to 6:00am and then our toddler got up right at the time I FINALLY got Zoey back to sleep.
It’s was tough. I cried, had a meltdown (postpartum hormones), said I was quitting the whole breastfeeding deal (I’m not, at least not yet), and wondered if it was ever going to end. Then, as I was changing her diaper (6:00am) and dreaming about crawling back in bed, Ava walked in wide awake. It was time to get up. I grabbed Zoey, closed our bedroom door to let Daddy sleep in and we headed into the living room.
I put Zoey in the rock n’ play, gave Ava two white powdered donuts, her tablet, some veggies straws (breakfast of champions), grabbed some donuts for myself, made a cup of decaf coffee, decided NOT to pump that morning, opened my laptop, started writing this blog post, and began our day. Soon after, Daddy woke up and our day continued as a family of four. I remembered to count the many blessings around me and reminded myself that I SURVIVED ANOTHER NIGHT and just like my momma always says, “This to shall pass.”
What’s the best advice you would give a newborn momma?