I’m amazed at the difference in the first days after the firstborn and the second. Having Iris was enormous. Nothing in my life remained the same. It was a huge upheaval, and I felt like a whole new person. I would never be the same again. It’s completely different this time. Not much has changed. I sleep a lot less and change double the nappies, but Iris is still so little and dependent. It doesn’t feel like I’m doing anything new. I’m so glad I didn’t wait to have a bigger age gap. While it may have been easier, I can’t imagine getting to a point where I get plenty of sleep and time to shave my legs, only to start it all over again. This way is perfect.
I feel like I’ve spent much of this week thinking about Astrid’s wind. It’s so hard to get it up at the end of a feed. She seems to take it further down instead, resulting in tummy ache followed by loud comedy bottom burps. I’ve paced around the room with her on my shoulder, rubbing her back, endlessly this week. I’ve tried pulling her off mid-feed for a burp, but that just makes her scream. She’s started doing quite a bit of crying in the evening, and the helpless feeling takes me right back to the days when Iris would scream for hours every night.
The breastfeeding sometimes seems never ending. One feed flows straight into the next, with barely any gap. The naps have become longer and so have the awake periods. Now Astrid is often alert and looking at her surrounding for long periods of time, and will then have a nice long nap. I’m snatching these opportunities to spend time with Iris, to get down on the floor and join in with her games.
Astrid had her first trip to the GP this week thanks to the cough she’s had for much of her life. I took her at the health visitor’s insistence, but wasn’t really worried. The doctor agreed with me. She’s feeding and gaining weight, and doesn’t seem otherwise unwell. Hopefully it’ll go away quickly by itself.
Apart from the cough and a little bit of newborn acne, plus the wind, Astrid is all good. She weighed in at 8lb 12oz on Friday, 11oz up in a week. She’s healthy and happy and Iris absolutely adores her.