Calling in the cavalry
So who’d have thought that making the transition from being a parent of 1 little cherub to 2 would be so hard eh!
Since the birth of baby Bear I pretty much haven’t had time to breathe let alone enjoy her tiny time.
The first few weeks were great, baby Bear was teeny tiny and basically just fed and slept and the Bear was enthralled with his little baby sister, always wanting to cuddle her and stroke her – it was really lovely to see.
Baby Bear is now 3 months old and I can say with some conviction that the honeymoon period is absolutely over!
The cuddling has given way to sneaking in a pinch when he thinks I can’t see.
The stroking replaced by kicking when my hawk like gaze is averted for a nano second.
And I am knackered
Absolutely. Completely. Knackered.
And husband is knackered
And it is all just knackering.
As a result of my complete inability to parent two children I have had to call in the cavalry.
As I type this my mum is now flying somewhere over Broome on her way back to the UK having come over for 3 weeks for a working holiday to help us out, although it was more just working than holiday. I think she is going to sleep for a week when she gets back, to get over it. It was so great to have her here for reinforcements and her help was invaluable. So much so that I really came to rely on her to make it through the day. The thought of mum leaving left me so panic stricken that husbs mum is also coming out to help in a few weeks time. Which means that in the space of 6 weeks both husb mum and my mum will have flown thousands of miles to the other side of the world all to help me to parent 2 small children.
When I write it down it sounds so ridiculous doesn’t it.
I mean seriously, how rubbish does one have to be for that sort of help to be needed?
I know that people get help from extended family all the time but even I have to accept that flying across the world is to the extreme.
I am very grateful to them both though – anything to stop me drowning.
One day I will look back on this and laugh about it.
I am laughing at the moment, rather manically with a crazed look in my eyes – but hey I’m laughing!