My dear friend Danijela recently gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Olivija Karolina. She was 10 weeks ahead of me in pregnancy and my lil’ informative guinea pig, giving me a heads up on all to expect during the different trimesters and then now in labour and in having a newborn. The whole truth and nothing but, no details spared. It’s been the best kind of reality check, especially as a first time mama. And I’ve been so happy to have shared a pregnancy with a friend, much preferable to going it alone I’m sure.
I’ve held a newborn baby before, and have progressively become less squeamish and afraid of doing so. But there’s something about holding a newborn baby when you have your own impending arrival. It’s a bit trippy, in the most wonderful kind of way. As soon as I held her, my own baby started kicking and squirming like crazy, either due to jealousy or excitement to meet it’s future friend. I can’t wait for them to meet (and for me to take an obsessive amount of side by side staged photos naturally). Also, meeting baby Olivija made Rob and I so very excited to meet our own baby (in a new more real holy-shit-this-is-happening kind of way), giving us a lil snippit of a peak into our own not so distant future.
And most importantly it made us realize that we can do it and we will do it and that we’ll survive and still be “us” at the end of the day, even on 2 hours at a time sleep. As first time parents, that kind of self-realized confidence boost and reassurance is invaluable to us.
Bring it on Baby.
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