Anti everything

Life huh! Especially with a newborn. What people don’t warn you about is exactly how draining it is to breastfeed every three hour (or less) or even worse, when you can’t and have to pump instead.

Add to that getting mastitis which is a fucking killer pain wise and with a fever on top. Mine reached 39 at its peak. I couldn’t even hold him I felt so weak.

And when the fever died down I got herpes. All over my face. Both nostrils and mouth. I mean, come on… not only is it painful but dangerous to small babies.

So here we are. I’m on antibiotics and anti viral medicine and George is seriously cranky from doing all the leg work the last couple of days. I did do last night though and he is out today so hope the antibiotics work quick snap.

Good thing he is such a little angel

Maggie was here Tuesday to Wednesday. So lovely to have her here. She brought Victor and we got to go pram strolling together

Here you can see my fever face. Maggie has to go home a day early and that was probably for the best since I was dying.

But we had a lovely time rolling our prams together in the park. it’s something special about getting to share that.

She took some great photos with her proper camera

Today we are just taking it easy at home. Kicking this all over body infection in the balls.

My little hero is all in on the resting. He has been super fussy the last couple of days so we are changing his formula and hoping for the best

Love

He is getting bigger. 19 days today and he is becoming slightly more of a person. If a person just went between eating, sleeping and pooing.

He has his quirks though. Prefer being awake early morning and sleep in the afternoon (weirdo). He loves his pram and his daddy’s chest. He will take the boob with a nipple shield on but prefer the bottle. And the dummy is a lifesaver.

Mostly he is sweet and happy and loves hearing our voices and looking at the lamp. He smiles in his sleep and farts like a champ.

I love him endlessly. Even if I sometimes despair at the endless feeding I mostly just put on some music and sing to my little guy. He will grow up too soon so I’m enjoying this time while I can.

Just love his little kissy face.

Yesterday went for Sitas leaving lunch. Lukas was awake and hanging out the whole time. He likes sounds and people.

Then we came home and I despaired about the size of my boobs. They are huuuuge.

Also had a moment when W wanted to play, L wanted to feed and I wanted dinner.

Lukas was the only winner.

W brought all his toys but no luck. Not easy having been reduced to nr 2.

But I put them all to sleep eventually and went to make myself a culinary masterpiece of tunnbrod.

My eating is so shit at the moment. All chocolate and sandwiches. George makes me normal food but I can’t take care of myself when he is not around.

A baby blog…

I’m sorry guys but this is turning into a baby blog. Not because all I can think of is the baby (at least not only that) but because I don’t do anything than hang with the baby.

He’s everywhere…

Today we went to the health clinic and then to HM to find me some breastfeeding friendly clothes. Too bad for me everything is polo necks and like Amish necklines at the moment. Not fitting for my milk filled bazookas. Or for my messy little eater.

People keep asking me if I left the house yet. Yes! It’s not that exciting at home. I mean, Lukas is super cute but he sleeps 18h a day.

Right now…superman styled sleeping. His favourite awake time is 4am. I seem to remember that from pregnancy…

We need to have words little one.

And, we took a bath. And then he peed on me.

Life is filled with unexpected adventures.

But, I did buy this beautiful print from my friend Danny’s girlfriend Pow. She makes these gorgeous handpainted prints and I absolutely love this one. Plus amazing to be able to support independent artists,

I’m also getting an L one for Lukas future nursery. It will be filled with prints by friends and small artists.

I can tell he loves it.

So long guys, me and my milk drink little guy is going to chill at home eating sushi. George is out seeing friends so it’s just me and the little angel.

Life with you

We are starting to fall into a routine. Ish. It’s mostly adapted around Lukas. Poor W didn’t get his walk until 1pm yesterday.

But we feed, sleep, nap, eat and repeat. George normally takes the midnight feed and I do 3am one. Means we both get some decent hours of sleep.

It’s different. Upside down and crazy and lovely and we are so, so in love with our little boy. He’s absolutely amazing and I can’t wait to see him grow up.

On Friday we got a visitor from Barcelona. Gina’s old friend and Teas dad.

George instantly called his parents feeling very smug Sasho got to see Lukas before they did.

But, the best thing is that we are getting the breast feeding to work with the nipple shields. Halle fucking lulejah

This little angel is nothing but trouble and love. We will continue to both bottle feed and now do the boob. This means I can feed him on the fly and get our lovely bonding time but George can still feed him as well.

I have so much milk for now so it works great. I express around a litre a day and then feeding on top of that.

Yesterday we took a walk to Ravenscourt and met up with Emily and Sam. They are still waiting for their little one. She is 4 days overdue so hoping that their baby comes out soon.

And then miracles. W moving closet and closet to Lukas.

Yes! We getting there. The hatred has gone to reluctant acceptance.

Little boy finding his thumb. Looking smart. Think we’ll introduce a dummy soon. He’s just like his dad and is a bit insatiable.

Life is pretty damn amazing right now. Loving having my whole family around me and George is the best partner ever to do this with. He’s amazing with Lukas and takes care of me like a princess.

Another trip to the hospital

Poor little angel has thrush. We went to the hospital this morning and they confirmed it. Most likely because of the trouble feeding during the jaundice. And then the pain from the thrush would have meant he is refusing the boob.

So it’s all connected and why we just can’t get the breastfeeding right. Lucky I have a lot of milk and can keep pumping and hoping to get it right eventually. We’ll keep fighting me and my little boy. Would be a dream not having to pump 5 times a day…#cowlife

But, good news. The jaundice is gone and he is now a strong 3kg. So despite the thrush we are getting him to eat.

The cutest boy ever though.

George stayed up for all the feeds last night so I got a glorious 8h uninterrupted sleep. The absolute dream. George on the other hand looked a bit worse for wear…

After the hospital we met for one last lunch with the golden oldies before it was time to go home.

My little heart can’t take all of this cuteness.

Three generation of Munthe’s

❤️

I feel like we are aceing this. Despite going in and out of the hospital. But we are both calm and happy and help each other out. All you can do as as new baby parents.

What a lovely day and lovely weather to end this pretty shit day with.

Day 11 and we keep fighting the good fight. We have the medicines, my boobs are filled with milk and we are all healthy otherwise.

Can’t say it’s the lack of sleep that is getting me down, it’s seeing my little boy in pain or sick. But thank god for doctors and help. He is in the best of hands.

Meeting the grandparents

Busy days. Yesterday met mormor and morfar for the first time. All the love! Dad couldn’t keep his hands off him and it was so amazing seeing my parents with my child.

Slept very safely in mormors arms

Some serious bonding going on. I have a feeling these two will have some great times together.

Ha, my dad has barely rolled a pram since we were small. Looking like a pro though.

Got a proper warm little hat from Sweden as well. Beyond cute.

So nice to see them and so happy they decided to come see little Lukas when he’s just a bundle of sleep, food and poo.

They left around 8 and we were all finished then.

This morning he was extra fussy and we realised that he had thrush. Probably explains why he is refusing to eat from the boob, because it’s painful.

Unfortunately we can’t get a GP appointment until we have a birth certificate and we got that today but then it takes 3 days to register him.

So we are back to the hospital tomorrow…

Love my little boy but wish he was a tad bit healthier right now. It’s all connected to the eating though.

But we managed to have lunch in the pub before getting the birth certificate

Dad skills…

He’s getting less yellow and fattening up though. So we have to count our blessings.

So at the moment we are basically just doing skin to skin since he is such a little fuss pot with his painful mouth. Poor little guy.

The days of our lives

Lukas will meet his grandparents today. Mormor and morfar is coming to London to meet our little sleepy, poopy bundle of joy.

He’s had busy days. Yesterday Stu and Emma came over and then Rasa. So much love for this little guy. He mostly sleeps and then he pooped in Rasas arms. Mission completed.

Things are getting easier. And harder. The feeding is just not falling into place and I’m giving him the bottle more to give both him and me a break. We have a health visitor today and I’ll ask her about it. I don’t feel guilty or stressed or anything, just tired of pumping like the cow I’ve become.

Otherwise we are perfectly happy with our little family. He’s an absolute dream and couldn’t love him more.

Auntie Emma’s got the skills to pay the bills

Got so many gifts. Mr Koala and Miss Unicorn making sure I’m safe from all harm.

Just before ‘poo gate’.

And then peace. Just our little family and us.

Such a lovely time on our lives and im enjoying every minute of it, even sitting awake at 4am feeding.

The craziest and best week of my life

Our little spider monkey is 8 days today. Big boy 😊. He’s fattening up a bit and I’m sure we will have hit the big 3.0 when we go to the midwife on Friday. Until then we feed like clockwork.

Breastfeeding is going so so. He won’t take the breast if it’s too full or he’s too hungry so at the moment we are doing a bit of bottle and boob at every feed. It’s all milk though so he gets whatever nutrients he need.

The best thing is that G can do the midnight feed so that I can sleep. Hooray!!

We had F here last night and it was lovely to present little L to one of my best friends.

She fell in love with him like everyone else (yes, totally being that mum).

Then we went to the pub to celebrate his first week of life.

That cider was a godsend. One was enough but I’ve missed that taste.

George fed him so I got to feel like a normal person eating steak and talking to my friends.

But also always mum to Lukas ❤️

Katta came over and they very subtly tried to get him swedified…

Such a lovely day in the pub. After 3h I felt the ‘I gave birth a week ago’ and had to go home.

Total pass out as soon as my baby was safe.

Loving life with this little one. The only thing is that I would love for the feeding to fall into place. It’s a lot of extra work with pumping, milk collecting, trying to get him to eat and then ending up giving him the bottle. We’ll get there little one.

And he’s here!!

Hey guys! Sorry for the radio silence but it’s been the best of excuses.

Already listening to his mum Lukas decided to come early. After an unplanned induction he popped into the world 8 minutes to midnight on the 4th

It’s been a ride… the birth in itself was pretty smooth sailing once I got the epidural

And I pushed him out in 12 min. His heart rate dropped during the pushing phase so it needed to be done as quickly as possible.

Thank god for Viking thunder thighs. Together we aced it little man and me.

He was a tiny thing weighing 2.84 but an absolute angel.

After 2h we were rolled down into the maternity ward to stay over night.

I couldn’t sleep at all, too many hormones floating around in my system.

In the evening on Sunday we were sent home with our little miracle. Tired but happy. Classic new parents.

We had a couple of given fails in the beginning. Putting the car seat wrong and taking his temperature with the plastic still on. Winning!

Trying to get used to the new baby life

I mean, come on. Have to fall in live with this little angel

Unfortunately he wasn’t feeding properly so after a trip out and about we had to take him into hospital for jaundice.

At least we got a bit of fresh air before it was time for hospital time again.

Our little Cookie Monster is too good a sleeper. Thank his snoozy parents for that trait.

So we had to send him for some sunbathing. Poor little dude but to be honest, worse for us that couldn’t hold him for 8 hours 😦

But he’s a little superhero and after one round of lights he got better and 12 hours more of monitoring we were ready to go home.

George was pretty happy to get out of thus chair…

And, Lukas got his first visitor. Uncle Harry coming to give him some wise advice.

And then Filippa straight from Sweden. Sleeping very safely in her arms.

Today it’s all about them feeds and making sure the little spider monkey grows and becomes a productive member of society

I love my little yellow miracle.

And his dad is over the moon.

I’m going to say it myself…perfect little family ❤️

18 days to go…

We went to yet another birth class yesterday, this time at the birth centre where we are hoping to give birth. It’s all getting very real. 18 days to EDD.

He felt low down and I had quite a lot of cramps last night so hoping this means something. So damn ready now. I’m looking into the stuff you can do at home, hoping for loads of foot massages since they can start labour…

We have some loose plans over the weekend but nothing set. And Monday is my last day. Then 9 months of not working. I can’t even grasp that. Right now I just feel bored but I’m sure I’ll have my hands full.

Put up a little walk hanging for nappies and stuff since we can’t fit to change him in the bathroom.

And the little balloon Santa is from Richmond. He’ll look over our baby boy. As you can see, the little baby corner is ready to go.

And then I bought a pair of shoes for myself… have been looking at these forever and they came on sale on Vestaire, which is a site for second hand clothes, so I went for it.

Charlotte Olympia kitty trainers. Adore them.

And yes, baby need to come soon because with this much time on my hands I have way too much time to scour the internet for bargains…