Today was the first real difficult day with the little one. It must’ve been cluster feeding – instead of her usual feed every 3 or so hours, she was fussing for a feed every hour from noon until dinner.
It was difficult coping with it psychologically. Not knowing what was wrong, what we try, if we leave her alone to settle or how long the crying will go on for. Luckily she did a longer feed just before dinner time and fell fully asleep.
I cried a few times just from the overwhelming feelings. Upset that we couldn’t calm her, frustrated that I kept feeding her but it looked like she wanted more. Happy when it seemed like we had settled her, spiralling down when she started to fuss again.
Also had some emotional highs and lows with the baby blues and the breast feeding.
So much appreciation for the situation I’m in though: an extremely supportive and caring partner, his nephew helping us around the house, a comfortable place to live in, our health, food for all the of us. And a healthy little bub with us. Our family. So many things.