3 Become 4


Well, it might have taken me a couple of weeks to get round to writing about it, but I’m very pleased to report that our new addition arrived, safe and sound, and that we’re settling into life as a foursome pretty well. Which is just as well, given that I came back to work yesterday!

You’ll be pleased to know that I’m not going to write a blow by blow account of Megan’s arrival – no-one needs to read that, even viewers of One Born Every Minute! But having another baby has highlighted just how much of Heather’s birth/first few weeks I’ve forgotten in her short lifetime, so I want to record something. What follows, then, are some thoughts, memories and observations on the whole experience.

  • Gemma might disagree with this, but Megan’s arrival seemed more straightforward, and quicker, than Heather’s. Both were back-to-back (which for the uninitiated is NOT good) and therefore not completely straightforward, but we managed natural deliveries in the end with both. I say “we”… one of the things I’d forgotten from last time was how much of a spectator I felt throughout the whole birth process. Hand-holding, brow-mopping and the odd comforting word is about as involved as it gets, and not being able to do any more while the love of your life works her backside off, in constant pain, is… well… frustrating doesn’t really cover it but it’s as close as I can get. Definitely a strange experience though
  • Weirdly, Megan is virtually identical to Heather when she was just born. It’s uncanny – they could be twins. Seriously! Gem found two similarly posed photos, perfect for comparing the girls, which we’ve turned into a test of sorts: Name the baby. I’m not going to shame anyone on here, but suffice to say the grandparents scored less than 100%!
  • Heather is completely besotted with her new sister. I don’t think we could have asked for a better reaction than the one we got, and not just on the first meeting you can see at the top of this page. Next day, when we brought Megan home and her Grandma and Grandpa came to meet her, Heather dragged them through the house to see her baby sister, beaming all the way. And two weeks later, she’s still the same – she still wants to hold her, still gives her kisses and hugs, and still gets concerned when Megan cries. She’s even calling her “Megan”, instead of “baby sister”!
  • That said, we’ve seen a little of the other side as well: tantrums where there were none before; acting up to get attention; questions about where Megan sleeps, and dislike when she was temporarily put in Heather’s cot. All to be expected, but we’re doing our best to spend time with her, to limit the “put-out factor” as much as possible. How successful we’ll be remains to be seen…
  • And then there are all the practical things that we’ve forgotten. Like how to expand/collapse the pram wheels. Like the fact that the steriliser needs water putting in before it will work (twice I’ve forgotten that now!). Like how tiring it is feeding around the clock (very!). Like how much new babies sleep (constantly).
  • Not forgotten is how piercing the sound of a new baby crying is. Fortunately Megan doesn’t do too much crying though, which is just as well because the volume is incredible. I definitely don’t remember Heather being so loud

I really could go on, but I’m going to stop there. For now at least. Plenty more to come though…

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