Isablog #13 – A Little Bit of a Tougher Week

I will apologise for the inconsistencies between the blog and the vlog. This is the 13th blog, mixed with the 11th vlog. Does it matter? Not really. Here it is:

For those not wishing to watch that, and I don’t really blame you, then here’s some good old fashioned writing for you to read. I will admit that the vlogs haven’t been the best lately. I’m pretty sure I don’t really cover anything in them, and I basically talk bollocks in a boring, pointless manner that no one wants to watch. Even Rachel doesn’t care after a minute or so and she’s my bloody wife. I think I’m going to give editing a go and try to mix up the videos by actually doing a little more in them. We’ll see.

 Struggling a Little

I’ll be honest about this week, I’ve struggled a little bit. Nowhere near where I was when I had postnatal depression, but I still haven’t been at 100%. I think it’s been because Isabelle has been crying a lot more than usual, and neither myself nor Rachel can really work out why. I’m pretty bad at handling Isabelle when she cries for seemingly no reason. I’m good when she’s done something that warrants it, but when she just randomly starts doing it I do find it difficult.

I know, you don’t even have to say anything. I should just get over myself and get on with it. It’s just a baby crying for Christs sake, stop being such a needy dickhead. I’m on your side, believe me. But I also know that I don’t pick how I feel, and talking about it helps to alleviate the problems. So that’s what I do. I’ve been open and honest with Rachel and told her I haven’t felt as good this week due to the crying. As soon as I started talking about it I started to feel better. Go figure.

The worst part in all this has been bath time. For whatever reason, Isabelle suddenly hates having a bath. It’s been strange as it’s been something she’s loved since she was barely a few weeks old. Even when she was stressed out, as soon as she got in that bath she would change and beam with delight. Now she just screams and hates every minute of it. Sit her up, she hates it, lie her back, she hates it, put her on her front, and you guessed it, she hates it.

I hope that it’s just one of those things that happens. Maybe babies go through stages where they like something, then don’t, then they cycle back around again. This is all new to us, so we have nothing to base anything off. I guess we’ll just have to see how it goes.

Feeding Problems

She’s also been hard work when it comes to feeding. When we first introduced solids she really loved trying as much as she could. All of a sudden, this last week, she’s randomly started screaming. She usually does it when we take the spoon from her to put more food on it. But it doesn’t feel like a “I wanted that” kind of scream, and more of a “I’m in pain” kind of one. It’s frustrating because we both feel like we’re clearly doing something wrong. It feels like there’s something here we’re missing. Especially when she used to look like this whilst feeding:

Feeding Happy
From this to screaming most of the time

I guess we may try going back to just the basic, blander puree food, and not the more complex flavoured solid stuff. Either that or we may just put it all on her highchair and just let her crack on. That has seemed to reduce the screaming. It’s all just trial and error, that’s all being a parent is most of the time. You try something, quickly realise it’s a stupid idea and go with something else. That’s pretty much just life in general. So we’re currently hitting a more difficult patch that we’ll work through together and at some point come out the other side.

It Hasn’t All Been Bad

Don’t get me wrong, this last week hasn’t been all screams, cries and stress. There’s been some great moments too. First of all, Isabelle has now started propping herself up against the sofa. Like this:

Standing Iz
Here comes the fun transition from crawling to standing

For some reason she’s almost gotten bored of crawling and is now trying to move on to walking. She’s now very much at the point where you have to have eyes in the back of your head when it comes to crawling. When she spots something that she wants, she’s gone. And of course, with her being the little monster that she is, what she spots and wants is often not what she’s supposed to play with. It’s often a phone, dog bowl or even the laptop cable. It’s been a little harder for Rachel, since she gets it all day, but at the moment, I’m finding it pretty fun.

Anyway, I should probably wrap this up. It’s already on 750 words, and I know I talk a lot of bollocks. So as usual, here’s a Facebook link and a Twitter one. Feel free to head to them and do what you want. I’ll see you again next week!

 

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Ross

I’m a 26 year old married father of one. I started blogging after suffering postnatal depression when Isabelle was born. These days I talk about much more than just that.

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