hi harvey: Harvey

Today Harvey made a "number 2" in the back yard.
Now I like to joke about how similar having kids is to having dogs sometimes but seriously NOT cool!
There I was feeling like a super mom, four loads of washing - check, kitchen doesn't look like a dogs breakfast - check, everyone is still breathing - check, when the little bugger strolls in from the back yard and informs me excitedly that there's poop on the grass. In my mind i'm thinking...for goodness sake has he unearthed another piece of cat poop from the flower bed (parenting goals) nope! real live Harvey poop right next to his "bee-baa"(fire truck) and hello kitty figurine. Let me tell you one thing, potty training is not for the faint hearted. Any tips would be much appreciated, as long as its not the advice I got from the manager at Panarottis last night which was to pack it in and try again when he is three and a half. Yes, I know he's piddled twice on your nice faux leather seats but please keep your parenting advice to yourself!
Top it all off, in the car on the way home he's singing at the top of his lungs "we wish you a merry christmas! we wish you a merry christmas!" - time to call it a day I think.
xx

It's official we have made it to the One Year mark.
I can honestly say the BEST and worst year of my life. I say this because although having Harvey has been the biggest blessing a lot of heartbreaking/life changing events have happened within this last year.

I was 24 when I had Harvey and Cuan and I had been married for nearly 5years so it felt like the next natural step on our journey. One thing I learnt almost immediately (and I'm sure many can relate) was that you are never ready! Even when you think you are ready, trust me, you never are...not really. It's daunting but definitely not a bad thing. For me I had pretty set views on what kind of mother I would be, and the second Harvey was born that all went right out the window. When I look back now i actually laugh at myself.

Those first few weeks with harvey were the most trying. It was all so new to me, and I felt completely inadequate. I had heard so much from other moms about what having a baby was like that when I had one of my own and it wasn't like what they described I was completely thrown. I did not feel that instant bond with him, rather I found that our bond grew. Don't get me wrong I loved him like no other but I distinctly remember only truly falling in love with him when he was 3months. Breast feeding was a total nightmare, I didn't realise it would be that difficult. It is the most amazing experience, and I would encourage all my friends to try but man...it is really really really hard! In a nut shell, I did not cope. At the time I thought it was the breastfeeding that was getting me down. So cuan and I,with the advise from my doctor, decided to change harvey to the bottle. I felt some relief like the pressure was off of me a little. But the feeling like the walls were caving in on me never really left. Yip, I was suffering from Post-Natal Depression. I remember somedays calling Cuan at work in tears, I felt like I was not cut out to be a mother.

While Harvey was a VERY easy going baby, I was trying to adapt to motherhood while at the same trying to be a support to my mom while she was going through treatment and trying to be of some use to my Dad at the family business. I felt guilty constantly and like I was being pulled in three different directions. Never being able to give 100% to either. If it wasn't for the love and support from my family and friends as well as my amazing husband I don't know how I would of gotten through. I have come to realise that although I had Harvey during what turned out to be a very difficult time, i have never regretted it. I think that I would of found motherhood a challenge not matter when I decided to take on the role.

So what have I learnt? If theres a way to prepare for the unexpected, do that! Otherwise just prepare to go with the flow. Breastfeed or not it's not the end of the world, just do your best, it does not define the kind of mother you are. The best piece of advise I ever got was "Happy mamma = happy baba...in 10years time no one is going to care whether you breastfed or not". Ask for help, let those old folks pop in to visit even though the house is a mess, it will give you 10min to yourself in the shower. If you feel like you aren't coping or feel down, do not be ashamed its totally normal, I recon a lot of moms feel the same at some point just not everyone likes to share it. I found talking to other moms or friends and family really helped. Or even seek medical help, again Happy Mamma = Happy baba. The older they get the easier it gets, and they do grow up so quickly. Blink and they are one so try to take it all in and enjoy it.

Harvey is the most delightful child I have ever known. I can see that we are going to have to teach him "stranger danger" soon because he is so darn friendly. He hands down has the ability to make me want to pull my hair out and the next minute is making my heart to flips inside my chest. Because of him I have learnt so much about myself, I have changed so much and continue to.

I hope that sharing my experience will help other new moms out there.

-"I promise to give you love, nurturing and just enough dysfunction to make you funny"