This week I was actually left alone with the baby. I’ve been left alone with her before. But since we’ve had her I can probably count the number of times this has happened on one hand. My wife is, after all, on maternity leave. She also breastfeeds without expressing. Not only that, she doesn’t really like to be away from Isabelle. So she doesn’t exactly leave her very often, even if it is with me. Of course, I see no problem with this, I don’t actually mind being with the two of them.
Being Left Alone with the Baby
There’s still a tiny part of me that gets slightly edgy at the prospect of being left alone with Isabelle. I can handle pretty much anything she can throw at me in small doses, but I still get a little stressed if she’s screaming for a feed. Well, if she’s screaming in general if I’m honest. It always helps if Rachel is there too, so I’m a little more nervous when it’s just the two of us.
When Rachel closed the door and it was just me and Isabelle, I was rather nervous. Immediately I was filled with anxiety and the prospect of her crying for a feed or just missing her mother.
I know I’m her dad. And as such I should be perfectly fine with looking after our 5 month old daughter on my own. But I still feel stressed at the idea of doing it. I genuinely thought that Rachel would close the door, and myself and Isabelle would just look at each other like this:
Luckily, I can say there was no screaming involved. From either of us. I actually had an amazing time with her! In that short space of time we managed to read – well, I read – play in the ball pit, have some tummy time, and to end it she fell asleep with me swaying and singing. Something that very rarely ever happens.
It’s a long way from the one time where Rachel left me with Isabelle in the midst of my postnatal depression. Rachel had to go to the doctors, and Isabelle spent the entire time screaming at me as I thought about how much I hated her. This was finally how it’s supposed to be. Me and my daughter having fun together and enjoying each others company. Just look at her chubby little face.
She’s Also Been Teething This Week
So this week our baby has also been teething. Before becoming a parent I never really gave much thought to teething. I assumed it would be something that would last a short amount of time, and within a day or two you’d have teeth! It’s not actually that simple. It’s actually quite a pain. Here’s Isabelle getting quite chompy and going for my nose:
I also thought that teething would be something that once it’s done that’s it. But I now know that this is something we’re going to have to deal with for quite some time. She’ll be dipping in and out, and ultimately we’re going to have to stock up on teething gel and calpol. I’ve heard that the front teeth aren’t actually that bad, and the real pain comes when they start having the rest of their teeth coming through. I’m not really looking forward to that!
I Won’t be so Nervous the Next Time I’m Left Alone with the Baby
I look forward to the next time I’m left alone with the baby. Not that I’m saying I want Rachel to leave the house more often. I’m perfectly happy actually seeing my wife, which is a good thing. But it won’t be long – around four months – until she’s back in work, and it’ll be just me and Isabelle a lot more often! I’m
MASSIVELY slightly nervous about that one. And it’ll be here before I know it!
If you also want to watch a video of me rambling and talking nonsense about this week. Then here’s a video of it. These videos are awful, but the only way I’m ever going to learn to do them is by sucking at it and getting better. So unfortunately you’re left with this for now:
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