I'm all about Facebook today. Feeling like capturing a little of what maternity leave is like before I forget it and start telling random women with newborns to enjoy it while it lasts. Some people without babies have asked me what I do all day. Here's my day today, which is pretty representative of life at this moment.
I wake up with Bea. My back hurts from sleeping with her but she is pretty cute. I give her to Simon who sings to her while I shower and make a huge breakfast as I never know when I will eat again.
I eat breakfast while Bea sits in her bouncer and gets mad that I am not giving her food.
Bea becomes angry so I attempt to feed her but she is teething and angry so breast milk ends up every where but in the baby. She cries a lot so I give up and decide to just leave for the day early. I pack up with one hand while Bea cries. I get outside and Bea stops crying. I realize I've forgotten most of the things I need and return so Bea cries again as soon as I step inside. We leave again. I walk around the drive and decide I deserve a cartems donut.
I walk around and Bea seems content. I pick up a friend and walk to baby sign.
Bea falls asleep as soon as I get there. I sit in the back with Bea strapped to me and learn songs that are worth their weight in gold later when nothing else keeps Bea happy.
Bea wakes up when signing ends. I head out to try and make it to yoga at the roundhouse. I realize when I get off the skytrain and start walking the seawall that I am crazy hot but there is no way I am taking Bea off to get my sweatshirt off. The roundhouse is further than I think and I speed walk wishing I wore running shoes and had drank water instead of eating a donut in the morning.
Bea starts fussing. She must be hungry and hot. I walk faster.
I get to yoga just in time. I expect to have paid $14 to beast feed a grumpy baby for an hour and a half but other than a couple quick feeds Bea is content to lay on a mat and watch me do yoga.
I walk back on the seawall and stop for Gelato as the donut was a good 6 hours ago. I bump into a friend who commiserates about lack of sleep (I talk about sleep about 4 times a day).
I realize I am in a really fancy Gelato place as my single scoop costs $8. It looks amazing.
The second I step outside my Gelato turns to soup. I pour $8 worth of chocolate maldon sea salt all over Bea and myself.
I take a sponge bath with baby wipes on a park bench.
I run into a friend who is also on her way home from baby yoga. We talk about evenings and of course a little about sleep.
On the walk home Bea starts to yawn loudly and fuss but will not fall asleep. I rush home so she can nap in bed.
I feed her in bed and she's wide awake and really happy.
I try my luck and prepare dinner while Bea laughs at me.
3/4 through dinner prep Bea has had enough.
I try the jolly jumper but she is not a fan. I sing aforementioned songs for half an hour.
Bea starts yelling so I feed her again and she falls asleep on my lap. I read a lot of Facebook posts this way.
Simon comes home. He takes Bea. He sings the songs and carries her around. I eat a bit. I feed Bea and eat a bit more as she is very upset.
We rush to the bath. Bea loves the bath.
When she gets out of the bath she's upset and tired. We rush to the bed so I can nurse her to sleep.
She eats and is all of a sudden awake and happy.
We sing some more songs. She remembers she is tired and grumpy. I'm out of milk so Simon takes her in the carrier and sings Paul Simon until she falls asleep.
Soon we will put her in bed and watch 20 minutes of Netflix before I go to bed by 930.
Bea will likely spend half of the night in her crib and half in bed with me. She will probably wake up to feed 4 to 7 times.
This is not me complaining or bragging just noticing. Its a unique time in my life though I don't think it is particularly unique as I think many women have similar days on mat leave.
Weird self indulgent Facebook log over.
Renee works in the Downtown East Side in Vancouver, BC doing outreach with people with mental health and addiction issues on probation. She is currently on maternity leave which is turning out to be much,much harder.