Why I’ll be holding my baby extra close tomorrow

Katy Pearson, Sonny Jim, lucky, Mothers Day

So lucky: My wonderful baby boy

Tomorrow will be my first Mother’s Day as a mama. I am beyond thrilled to be able to type that.

But as wonderfully special as the day will be for me, there are so many, many women for whom the day is the hardest of the year.

Before Sonny Jim, even though I’m lucky enough to still have my wonderful ma, I disliked this day. I waited nine years for my baby. Spent more than five of those years under various hospitals, undergoing tests and procedures, being stabbed with hundreds of needles, pumped full of different hormones and then constantly disappointed. Mothering Sunday became a day when scrolling through my Facebook feed felt a bit like death by a thousand papercuts. All those gorgeous babies snuggled up to their mamas. All those cute kids with their homemade creations. It hurt. More than I can explain. Continue reading

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Why I miss my newborn – already

Newborn, Sonny Jim, Katy Pearson

My Sonny Jim when he was brand new!

So newborns are *hard* work. They’re tiny, fragile and as a new mum you have absolutely no idea just how exactly you’re supposed keep them alive!

But now my Sonny Jim is a whole six months old – and even though he is a complete delight at the moment – there are a few things I miss already about those newborn days…

  • The staying put. When he was new to the world you could put the little lad down – and he basically stayed where you put him. Now Sonny Jim is capable of getting himself into all sorts of pickles if you take your eyes off him for half a second. Wriggling his way under the cot? No problem. Pulling chunks of grass up and trying to eat them? Easy. And this is only going to get worse when he’s properly crawling and walking!
  • The cuddles. Sonny Jim and me still have tons of cuddles of course, but nowadays he is normally also trying to pull my hair, poke my eyes, and/or clamber over my shoulder at the same time. When he was newborn, he’d just curl up on my chest and snooze.

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Today I’m loving… baby yoga

Katy Pearson son Sonny

Sonny on his yoga mat

The first Baby Bumpkin class I attended (at Leigh Community Centre) worked a kind of magic.

That night Sonny slept from midnight to 6.30am. In his crib. And woke up smiling. It may be a coincidence, but I don’t think so.

Tatty Bumpkin classes use fun, yoga-inspired stories to encourage movement and enhance development in babies and children 6 weeks to 7-years-old. (Baby Bumpkin classes are for babies 0-2 years and Tatty Bumpkin 2-7 years.)

The sessions focus on the well-being of both child and parent. And all the wiggling, colours and playing sure knackers out the little folk! Continue reading