So I've now been at home with my baby for a few weeks. Life as I know it has definitely changed my boss is no longer an adult but a sweet 3.5 month old. No she's not really my boss but sometimes I feel like since we feed on demand around here. My first fews days at home were completely surreal and I wasn't sure what to do with myself, but by the end of the week I was starting to get the hang of it. I learned that I'm probably not going to be tackling a whole lot of big projects for a while but I can do small things while Carys naps, I've also learned that I need a mom's group or some form of adult communication during the day at least twice a week. I've learned that netflix is my BFF for something to watch while nursing, and I've learned that I'm not super mom. My house isn't spotless, dinner isn't always on the table when Mr. A gets home, and some days I don't get out of my PJ's until way too late in the day. I've also learned that this is all ok. I'm only human and learning my new role is taking some time but it's a great learning experience and I'm really enjoying spending my days with Carys.
I'm a worrier by nature and I tend to beat myself up if things don't go exactly as planned. I did it when my birth plan went down the drain after learning I had to be induced because my amniotic fluid level was at a dangerous low. I also did it when breastfeeding didn't go as smoothly as I would've liked at first. So I'm sure you can guess that I did it when my first few days home I didn't get my house clean, heck I didn't even get the laundry caught up. I am constantly having to remind myself that I'm only human and I can't do it all.