Week 37, Day 2 (Cramming for my finals)

Knitting is SOOOO last week, man.

I realised this when the overwhelming urge to pick up my needles every single time I was sitting comfortably, suddenly and completely deserted me about a week ago.

Mid hat, btw.

You'd think I could have finished one more "tea cosy" ;-)

Instead, what I feel the urge to do is to hit the books. Presently I'm reading four birth/baby books, flipping between them as the mood dictates. I had a real giggle at the one that cited a baby nurse who will not take clients unless they have the baby's room fitted with blackout curtains. Hmmm.. and who, pray tell, is going to suffer with this kid for the rest of their life because they can't sleep in anything other than a sensory deprivation chamber? Not the nanny, that's for sure!

Lots of conflicting info, but I'm picking up some really good ideas all the same. Take this breastfeeding issue. I'm quite nervous about how this is going to work, for a start, I'm not entirely human if I don't get enough sleep ("cranky bitch" does not even begin to cover it).

Getting only 2 to 4 hours off at a stretch for precious rest sounds like hell on earth, especially as they say to expect baby to want to demand feed for the first two months at least. So yeah, majorly freaked out Mama here.

Then I hit on an idea that seems so ridiculously simple that I wonder where are the obvious flaws that I'm missing!

Feed baby, express rest & freeze. Encourage boobies to make lots of milk, and freeze surplus. Keep going until freezer has lots and lots of spares, and always keep a fresh supply in the fridge so that Dad can do some feeds too. (Like, all the ones between 2am and 6am?)

Hopefully baby will be just as happy to take the boob AND the bottle (ie a nice greedy baby whose main concern is his creature comforts). If he's not so willing to interchange, then we'll go bottle all the way, and I'll become even better friends with the electric pump.

Once baby is old enough to drink from a sipper cup, alternate some of his milk feeds in that. If all goes well, by the time he's six months old he's off the boob, but still getting breastfed. Hell, he could be two years old and still being breastfed, with no one the wiser ;-) (Yeah I'm still wincing at that dreadful poster of the big child standing up at the milk bar!)

Another benefit to the 'portable milk bar' plan is that Dad gets to share in what is possibly the nicest part of babies; feed time. As do the grandparents. If Mum happens to be snoring heavily in the next room, what's the harm?

Of course, like all clever plans, it may all turn to custard when faced with reality.

Btw, I woke up after a very restful five hours sleep last night, and decided that I was ready to get up and face my busy day at 5.30am. Unbloodyheard of. So now I've had my breakfast, the first load of washing is done, the housework has been done, and it's 7.30am and Wayne's just gone off to a client's. Time to finish my cup of tea and get down to all those tiny last minute baby things I want completed.

After all, it could be any day now... (today? Please, today?)