The Stork Has Arrived

I'm sitting here, sipping my honey and lemon hot drink, and listening to the sounds of my daughter sleeping.

Today we are down to her last clean/dry outfit. Who knew so much liquid could come out of such a tiny person with such regularity!? And the wet weather is not helping....I have loads of washing hanging up all around the house, under heating vents waiting to dry.

And it's alarming how quickly I have found myself in conversations that once made my eyes glaze over. For example; the pram chats. Apparently mums are all about the prams. I have only been out about 4 times with my pram and have already been stopped and questioned several times about it. What brand is it? Where did I get it from? Am I happy with it? Was it expensive? What did I like about it? Is that the ones all the celebrities use? The last question was asked while I was trying to put bubs in the car seat, and I barely remember what I said to her!

Also, when you get pregnant all the women you know who have been pregnant want to bond with you about the experience of pregnancy and .....nobody ever really does that before you get pregnant. So it's the same when you have the baby. All the women who have been through labour want the details and tell you about theirs.....some of this info might have been helpful before labour!? But maybe they don't want to scare you?!

So I am in two minds about how much to divulge to my non-mummy friends. Do I tell them the truth when they ask questions, or water it down so they arn't put off? I think that's the issue. Despite the fact that morning sickness is horrible and that labour bloody hurts, being on the other side of it now means I have more perspective. I wouldn't want to be responsible for scaring someone off having a baby, when I know how much joy and love they bring, and how everything else fades away.