Getting Back Online
Well it’s nearly a year since our lives changed forever, Moulay Zachariah William El Idrissi aka Zachie came into our lives on the 16th of April, 2008 at 6.19pm and nothing has been the same since! To say life is wonderful is an understatement, obviously we’ve had our moments and life has taken some adjusting to but overall Motherhood and parenthood is a truly amazing experience and one I am truly blessed to be experiencing!
Zachie is a joy, happy and most of the time easygoing and relaxed, he goes with the flow of what ever I am doing. Now that he’s getting closer to being a 1 year old his determination is starting to come through, he knows what he wants, although I think that’s always been the case he’s now just better at expressing it and I am better at interpreting it.
If you had said to me a year ago as I sat in hospital waiting to be induced that Zachie would be still sharing our bed for nighttime sleeps I would have quietly thought to myself I don’t think so.. but that’s where we are and loosly basing our parenting on attachment parenting has been the best decision we’ve made. It’s also not been such a consicious decision. I just decided to do what came naturally – Love him, go to him when he cried and keep him close which is what we’ve done. Trust my instincts and intuition and voila we have a happy little cherub.
From the moment he was born I chose to keep him close by, that first night I didn’t want to let him go, but was too nervous to sleep with him in a single bed as I couldn’t work out how to get the sides of the bed up but since then he’s always spent the majority of the night in our bed. That in itself has been a god send. I can quite honestly say I can count on one hand the number of nights where we’ve remained sleepless… or I’ve been exhausted (usually from trying to do too much in the early days) having Zachie in our bed has meant feeding at night involved rolling over and going back to sleep. It makes the transition from womb to room fairly straight forward
My organisational skills are coming into their own – I am only now mastering the art of getting out of the house by 8.30 – 9am with a baby in tow and in order to do that it generally means getting up no later than 7am, ideally more like 6.30. So when thoughts come and go about going back to work and actually having to be somewhere by 8.30am it sends me into shock..
