The Beginning

The first weeks of motherhood feel like you’ve been pushed from a five storey window, and you have to learn to fly pretty fucking quickly. Only you’re also not intact.

Your heart has left your chest and is shooting through the air at the same alarming speed as your broken body and you must do everything you can to get hold of the heart and keep it safe till you reach the ground. But of course you have no idea when that will be.

During those first few days and nights following this cataclysmic event in your life, everything feels fragile and frayed. Life becomes more confusing and the world becomes much scarier place. You will cry over a range of silly things and you will feel a whole lot of powerful emotions from dawn till dusk and then from dusk till dawn. It really is the biggest shake up that life can throw at you. One thing that has stood out for me the most is that you can put up with anything.

You can withstand anything. You find yourself doing disgusting things and doing things to soothe this whining thing that you would have previously believed to be ridiculous. Like pushing a pram around your neighbourhood at 4am singing ‘Stay Awake’ from Mary Poppins. You will hand pick or SUCK snot out of a tiny nose because they’re struggling to breathe. You will stay sitting up and force yourself to stay awake for hours on end under a sleeping baby because they cry if you move. You will do anything in the world to make that little person feel better, sleep better or just look happier because they are the most important person you’ve ever met and you’ve only known them a few weeks. That little person is yours and they are made of you, and are a part of you. And that, my friends, is the most powerful force in the world.

Me and Zac, March 2016


  1. August 3, 2017 / 6:15 am

    One of the scariest and most beautiful things you can experience!

    • missybijou
      August 3, 2017 / 7:51 am

      So true!! Thanks for stopping by xx

      • August 3, 2017 / 8:02 am

        You are most welcome!

  2. August 3, 2017 / 7:23 am

    My eldest son is now 19 and I still remember with absolute clarity everything that happened the first few weeks of his life. As Ritu said, the scariest and most beautiful things.

    • missybijou
      August 3, 2017 / 7:51 am

      It probably won’t ever leave us ❤️

  3. August 3, 2017 / 8:42 am

    It is true x bronchiolitis at week four with my second. You would do anything xx

    • missybijou
      August 3, 2017 / 8:47 am

      Holy crap really???!!! That’s horrendous! I have to thank the stars then that Zac was spared illness in those early days, I would have lost it. You poor thing! How long did your babe suffer with that? I can imagine your feelings!

      • August 4, 2017 / 10:36 am

        She had breathing problems and couldn’t lie down and sleep!! She went into hospital for a bit. She was never in danger but it was very all very stressful as you can imagine x

        • missybijou
          August 4, 2017 / 11:00 am

          Absolutely. You poor things! X

          • August 4, 2017 / 8:39 pm

            It is in the past now thankfully x

  4. August 3, 2017 / 3:17 pm

    You know what the really amazing part of motherhood is? That our memories dim and the vast majority of us actually do it again and have another child or two.

    • missybijou
      August 24, 2017 / 12:21 pm

      It’s crazy isn’t it!! Thank goodness though or the human race would be extinct!

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