Today my six month old has won. This has been the hardest two weeks so far since little Isla came into our life. As most of you know Roy works FIFO (Flys in flys out) to Papua New Guinea. His roster is not too bad its two weeks on two weeks off which equals 12 days home with two travel days. A friend of mine is about to have two weeks on her own with her bub for the very first time and is nervous and I thought you could help. I want to compile a list to keep her sane, more on that later.
First it’s my turn. Roy left last monday and I was sick. The head cold type, as soon as we landed back from our holiday boom – Sick! I had one day to sort out my website that malfunctioned whilst I was away which was a huge stress and didn’t leave me in a holiday bliss on our return. That was Sunday glued to my computer. Monday – bye-bye Roy, boo hoo me. So sick I went back to bed and curled up with my computer and Isla finishing my apologies to those who may have also been affected by our website malfunction.
The next couple of days were extremely slow, my ears finally cleared the snot stopped dripping and I was thankful that my little girl did not get the flu. By Friday I was 99% better, that was farm gate day and I wanted to head to Brisbane on the weekend to visit the Good Food & Wine Show. Yep, I didn’t make it. Exhaustion kicked in and well Isla had decided to be a real grumble bum on the Friday and has continued to do so. From one extreme to the other, happy one moment to can you hold me or I am going to combust type tears. To kick it off she also had her six month vaccinations on Wednesday. booooooo. I am happy to report though 9.1kgs and 68cm tall. She is going to be tall and is still very robust for her age.
This week has been ups and downs of what Isla needs, Isla gets. Which has me left with sheer exhaustion. Sleep who needs it right? Wrong, I need the stuff called sleep. I don’t function without it. Last night was horrific hence I have officially been broken. Two and half hours crying which was inconsolable in the middle of the night – what on earth. Yes I tried everything, she was not hungry, changed her nappy, tried to feed her some more, sang her favourite songs, held her and patted her back, cuddled, white noise and left her alone to see if she could fall asleep again by herself. Nothing.
The worst part is, I put her in our bed for the night to sleep, it worked. I think she was so exhausted from all that crying she gave up. Small win but hopefully not something that needs to happen again. I don’t share my bed well with Isla, we have done it a few times while away but she wiggles way to much for me. Which means I get a shit night sleep. So after the tears from last night both Isla and mine. I was not a happy camper this morning.
One of the things I love the most about living on a farm and having stupid amounts of weeds to kill is wipper snippering. Honestly it’s the best anger management solution ever. Drown out the noise around you, cut the grass or in my case kill the over grown fucking weeds. Take That! The weeds not you, sorry. Isla went down the road for a visit with Dawn & Dennis this is the first time that someone else has looked after Isla with out the need of my assistance. I don’t know why I haven’t asked sooner. I think I was too proud, it took me breaking to ask. I arrived in tears and got a few hugs in. It’s tough on your own with not many people around to help. After my one and half hours of slaying back the weeds I felt much better. Many of you are probably thinking why on earth did I not have a sleep.
I sleep well in the afternoons and at night-time and thats about it. Plus the weeds were getting on my nerves too. We might get some more rain and if those cobblers pegs take off I will have stupid amounts of seed everywhere and when it comes time to picking my watermelons I don’t want to spend another half an hour picking them off my clothes.
So here is where you can help. My friend’s hubby is going away for two weeks. Her folks are also going away bad timing for her. However since I do this all the time she has asked me for a few pointers. After the whirl-wind thus far I am not sure I am up to the mark to give advice anymore.
Share your suggestions or ideas to help be strong and survive on your own.
The list so far:
- Cook easy meals in sizes ready to reheat. Keep in the freezer or cook at lunch time.
- Stick to the bed time routine
- Be organised
- Every couple of days go on a field trip – breaks the cabin fever
- Have naps in the afternoon when bub is down.
- Look after yourself
- Be a couple of steps ahead