Happy 1st birthday
Tuesday, 4 September 2018 | Mummy and Little Me
A Blog dedicated to Etta
On the 8 September 2017 my beautiful little girl entered the world and that means on Saturday she will be a whole year old. I know everyone says it but I really don’t know where that year has gone. It feels like just yesterday in many ways but it also has been my most difficult year of parenting.
Etta was a complicated pregnancy and we had no idea how well she would be when she was born. We had a scan every 2 weeks and in between we just held our breath and waited for the next one. I’ll be honest, I didn’t enjoy her pregnancy, it was such a difficult time and we had a toddler to contend with as well. The mum guilt for what he had to go through during those 38 weeks hasn’t been the easiest.
We never found out the gender, we weren’t even a little bit tempted. We just wanted the baby here safe and sound. At 38 weeks I was induced (there’s a blog on my induction story) and I remember my husband saying wow we will find out if it’s a girl or a boy. In all the trauma we hadn’t even thought about the gender reveal that was about to happen.
At 08:16 am 8 September 2017 our little 6lb 3oz baby girl arrived into the world and apart from needing a few hours of help with her body temperature she was perfect.
The next few weeks were a blur of reflux, specialist appointments, hearing tests and Health Visitors. There was a lot of concern about her growth. Her physical development wasn’t quite where it should be and the specialist felt that was likely to be because her reflux is quite chronic. I have done a blog post on this but will do a new one after her next Consultant appointment.
By 8 months we were starting to turn a corner and she was sitting confidently and starting to wean but she was definitely very much a little baby. She wasn’t very interested in toys or playing just wanted to be held and cuddled. The week she turned 9 months she began to roll and crawl and since that day its been a blur! She has now started walking and can say clearly say around 20 words and animal sounds. She still very tiny and on the 9th Centile but that’s exactly where she was born so that’s obviously the way she was meant to be.
She’s the happiest baby and on the whole really content. She now loves toys, particularly ones on wheels. She’s a massive fan of swings, slides and going to see animals. Reflux at night time is definitely still an issue and we have to be mindful of what she eats for dinner if we don’t want to be changing bedding all night. During the day it doesn’t seem to cause her too much discomfort.
I feel even more emotional at Etta turning one than I did with her brother. I don’t feel like I have cherished the moments like I should have because her reflux has meant a lot of her first year was about survival so it’s feeling very bittersweet right now.
Aside from that she’s been the most amazing addition to our little family, her relationship with her brother is so sweet now and they really play nicely together (most of the time). I genuinely can’t remember life without her.
I can’t wait to see how her little personality develops over the coming months, I’ve a feeling she’s going to keep me on my toes!