The Mama Perspective

Motherhood and Maternal Wellbeing

  • Postpartum: Round Two

    In August 2021, I gave birth to my beautiful firstborn, Freddy. And now here we are – with our second son, Jack born in May, under 4 years later. For me, I find that postpartum hits you hard, regardless of having been through it before. I’m sleep deprived, I’ve cried, and I’ve felt anxious about some people visiting just like last time. And having a three old who loves bouncing off the walls makes it that little harder to keep energy levels going some days! I’m also feeling guilty because I can’t give Freddy 100% anymore. He’s taken to the change really well though and wants to get involved with making bottles, rocking Jack to sleep and so on.

    Through the harder parts, there are still a lot of things I’m more confident with this time now or maybe I’m just not pressuring myself as much with them as I did the first time round.

    How I feel during the recovery process

    Recovering from giving birth isn’t easy. Luckily this time round I didn’t need stitches, I had a first degree tear rather than a second like my first birth. I have however had a lot of pain in my stomach as my uterus has been contracting back to its usual size. After about day 5-6 the pain started to ease with pain relief and I’ve been finding it easier to move around and do all the things I need to get done around the house. The night feeds were so hard with the pain so I’m glad it’s settled now. I’ve still got a few aches and pains here and there but each day, things seem to be getting better which is good.

    How I look and feel about my body

    After a week in, my bump seems non existent. Quite a few people have complimented me on how good I look or that you wouldn’t have thought I’d recently given birth. And it’s crazy because I remember it going down the first time round but I feel somewhat more confident this time round. Still, I miss bump – the kicks, the growth each day, just the whole feeling. I’m feeling so blessed to have my second son here with us but there’s a part of me that can’t believe how fast time has gone and now he’s actually here.

    I can’t remember the last time I wore makeup but when I do I’m sure it’ll give me that extra feeling good about myself feeling, especially if it comes with a special occasion and being able to dress up a little too.

    How I feel mentally and emotionally

    It’s no surprise that emotions are up and down but I had an idea of how I might feel given that I struggled with mental health issues the first time round which actually turned out to have stemmed from childhood but it took being a mum to acknowledge them. The mentally, challenging rollercoaster of being a mum for the first time shown me the importance of speaking up and getting help – one of the best things I’ve ever done for myself and for my family. There’s been a lot of support from healthcare professionals during my second pregnancy and I know the signs and triggers to look out for if and when I am struggling this time.

    I’m showering every day, I’m staying hydrated, and eating when I have an appetite (struggling in the evenings a bit) – that’s a big difference to before. I know that I can be a mum and prioritise my self care too.

    I’m learning to drown out all the noise – all that matters is my boys, husband, and me – our family.

    How I see myself as a mum

    My first son has taught me everything I know and he’s seen me through all the emotions of adjusting to motherhood. I felt that I was maybe judged as a first time mum – whether I was or not – I couldn’t help but feel that way. And I felt like I couldn’t always get it right and the truth is, there isn’t always a right, but being there and loving your child is the best thing you can do.

    I always knew I wanted Freddy to have a brother or sister to grow up with and now that he has a little brother, the mum guilt shows up some days but then fades on other days when I see the excitement Freddy has as he sees Jack. Take the school pick up for instance, he comes running out saying, “Hi mummy, daddy, baby Jack!” It’s one of the sweetest things to witness. And as a mum, I couldn’t be prouder of how well Freddy is adjusting and I’m proud of myself and Danny for the family we’ve built together. A few times, I’ve paused and taken a moment to realise that we have everything we dreamt of, no matter how hard some days are and will be. We have each other.


    Through the good days and the hard days, I know that I’ll be okay because my husband is the best person and support system I could have. I know it’s okay not to feel okay some days and what to do when that happens. Here’s to enjoying maternity leave as much as I can for the second time.

  • Life with Our 3 Year Old Recently

    Soon, Freddy will become a big brother. As we prepare to welcome his little brother, we know there’s going to be a big adjustment ahead for all three of us (him, me, and his daddy). But with that change also comes more love, more laughter, and a growing bond in our family.

    Lately, I’ve been trying to soak up all the little moments with Freddy, knowing that soon things will shift. At the same time, I’ll admit that I’ve had a shorter fuse than usual. Pregnancy hormones and exhaustion are definitely part of it, and Freddy’s own mix of emotions and frustration some days can be tough to navigate. Still, I’m learning to meet those moments with as much calm and patience as I can.

    Parenting really is a constant learning curve, isn’t it?

    Lately, I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting. Even on the harder days, there’s always more light in my life with Freddy. He reminds me daily that love and growth often show up in the quiet, in between moments.

    Learning with my son

    I’ve been soaking up more one-on-one time with him after school and in the evenings whenever I can. We sit on his bedroom floor while he shows me how he draws shapes wanting to trace them across both pages of his notepad like little mirror images. I think he might be learning about symmetry at school.

    Sometimes he asks me to write out the alphabet, and then he’ll proudly tell me a word for each letter. His whole face lights up as he speaks – there’s this spark, like he knows he’s doing something amazing. And he is. I’m so proud of all he’s discovering and everything he’s starting to love, especially his colours, his love for numbers, and the way he pieces together sequences and sums with such cleverness and happiness.

    Extra cuddles

    Knowing that his little brother will be here soon, I’m holding Freddy just a little more, a little tighter, whenever I can. I can already imagine how big he’ll look next to a tiny newborn, as our home fills with the soft, newness of a baby again. To be honest, most of the time, I probably need those cuddles more than he does. There’s something about the comfort of holding him close that makes everything feel better like the world fades into the background and all that matters is this moment. I know I’ll keep holding him close once his baby brother arrives, too. Well, for as long as he’ll let me!

    The battle with fussy eating

    Yep, Freddy is still very selective about what he eats, despite Danny and me trying all sorts of things. We’ve created excitement around food, tried new combinations, and still, he knows exactly what he likes. He’ll pick out foods when we’re shopping (broccoli, potatoes, and sweet peppers top the list), and when he spots pizza, he lights up. He even plays a game on CBeebies where he makes a pizza for mummy and daddy!

    When it comes to fruit, he’s brilliant. He’ll eat bananas, strawberries, pears, apples, oranges…you name it. He also loves cucumber, cheese and crackers, soup on occasion, sandwiches with cheese or ham sometimes, mini sausage rolls, toast, and cereal. Oh, and I can’t forget his his love for mashed apple, carrot, and parsnip combo – it’s been a favourite since he was a baby.

    We often find ourselves thinking, “Maybe we won’t go through this with our second child” – but who knows? Freddy used to eat hot meals with us, and loved such a variety, like scrambled eggs, spaghetti bolognese, and bits of roast dinner. We’re still waiting to hear from his paediatrician – it’s been 9 months since his last appointment. When he gets upset about food, he’ll hide his bowl or plate in a cupboard, out of sight. I really hope we can get more help soon.

    The pressure of parenting never goes away

    There’s always someone ready to comment on your parenting choices. Right now, we’re doing our best to ignore the opinions and focus on what matters most to us – raising a happy and healthy child. In the past, I was a little worried about Freddy’s speech and communication, wondering if he’s where he “should” be, but after giving it some time, especially since starting school last September, we’ve seen huge progress. We can notice it, even if others don’t.

    Another thing that’s been harder than we expected is figuring out when and how to wean him off his “nighttime nappies.” He’s toilet trained during the day, but still relies on nighttime pants because his body doesn’t yet tell him to wake up and go to the toilet when he needs to wee at night. I’ve read that it’s normal for some 3-year-olds and that it can take time for their bodies to recognise those nighttime signals.

    Then there’s his bottle. He still loves it at night for comfort – he’s definitely a cup of tea lover, just like his mama! Freddy’s been going to the dentist since he was about 6 months old, and we’ve kept up with regular checkups every 6 months since. There are no concerns about his dental health, but we’re hoping to eventually wean him off the bottle – it’s just a bit trickier than we thought. A few months ago, he showed some progress when he was only relying on it for sleep about 3-4 nights a week, even without any fluid, just to chew on the teat!

    I might still be trying to rush things in my own mind, I don’t know. We’re going to try to get Freddy to “give his bottle to baby brother” once he’s here because Freddy is such a “big boy now” so we’ll see how that goes.


    Even with all the wonderings that go on in my mind, I need to remind myself to celebrate the good moments more, especially when it comes to praising Freddy for all the wonderful things he can do. I can’t believe he’s going to be 4 years old in August. Maybe I’ll do a little update post after then.

    Stay posted for new baby brother updates over at The Mama Perspective on TikTok.

  • What Good Maternal Mental Health Means to Me

    Soon, I’ll be giving birth to my second born child – Freddy’s little brother. During this pregnancy, Danny and me have been trying to focus on Freddy quite a bit and involve him as much as we can. Welcoming our second son into the world won’t be all dreamy and easy at first but it will be everything we’ve wished for so we’re holding onto that thought each day. And we’re going to make the most of those first few weeks to bond as a bigger family.

    Being a mum is the best thing that has ever happened to me but it doesn’t mean that it comes without its challenges. From the newborn trenches of less sleep (I can’t wait for coffee to save me), toddler tantrums, and sometimes just struggling to know what your child wants, some days are much tougher than others. Getting through the days can make you feel like a yo-yo with the ups and downs of parenting but I’ve learned to accept that this happens now and not everything will always go as smoothly or perfectly as planned.

    So, what do I look out for when it comes to maintaining good maternal mental health?

    The right support

    You’ll see a lot of the time, there are posts on social media around “It takes a village to raise a child.” Or something along those lines. But I don’t believe that’s the case. Sure, it helps to have this village but it doesn’t always mean it’s available for everyone. Danny and me know how difficult it can be to rely on anyone other than ourselves when it comes to being there for our son (soon to be two sons). That’s why, we’ve started to not pay any heat when other things or people seem to become a priority. Everyone lives their own lives but we know what it takes to live ours happily and people don’t need to agree; but for those few people that are around from time to time when we need support, we’re grateful.

    The same goes for getting the right support for myself mentally. I remember the first few weeks of being first-time mum with Freddy and a couple of people said to me, “Oh it’s the baby blues. You’ll soon get over it.” But it was much more than that. No one ever really understands when I have my low points but Danny, or at least he tends to gather when something is different with how I’m feeling. He’ll joke now and again with the “Have you had a nap today?” Or “What have you eaten?” He knows the way to my heart!

    A lot of my feelings that I’ve struggled with around my mental health stem from many years ago, even back to comments thrown at me as a child. I ended up going to therapy (CBT) twice in the last 3-4 years because I knew I needed to make the step. And I’m so glad I did – each time was beneficial for me and for my family because it meant I was feeling better in myself and affected those around me more positively.

    When I found out I was pregnant with my second child, I was so amazed after thinking it wouldn’t happen, I cried, in fact me and Danny did together. But I also cried with a little bit of worry as the months went by wondering if I could carry the mental load again. And the answer is – yes I can. Not just because I’ve done it before but because I know the signs to look out for when I need extra help and I know what to/not to stress about when it comes to taking each day at a time and people’s opinions. In my mind, it’s all just noise when people bring in negativity and I’m going to dry and drown those bits out.

    A couple of posts ago, I mentioned how I was trying to get the support from the mental health midwife team back and I did, phew. Now, everything is in place for when I go into hospital to be induced again for the second time round. The risk of complications around blood pressure are increased the later you go in pregnancy, especially for someone like me who has high blood pressure outside of pregnancy (with medication).

    I am scared for labour – not so much about anything going wrong but more for the pain I remember from the first time round and how quickly those 6 hours went by. It wasn’t expected – the midwives thought it would take around 2-3 days for baby to arrive. Let’s see how this second ones goes!

    Taking time for myself

    I’m going to try to soak up more of the early newborn days up this time round. I remember crying on around day 3 because I felt like I wasn’t doing anything right. Now, Freddy is 3, turning 4 in August and we’ve been through an awful lot to realise there’s no right way that suits everyone. Danny and me know what works for Freddy and what best helps us.

    It’ll be chaotic on some if not most days but I’m here for it. I’m going to remind myself to get outside when I can for a walk, take a shower, and take that support when it’s there to enjoy some quiet time on myself especially to finish a hot cup of tea or coffee!

    I’ve prepared myself more mentally for recovery too. Having being induced before and giving birth naturally, tearing, then getting an infection etc. I have bought some products this time round (other mums will know – perineal bottle, spritz for bits, cooling pads etc.)

    The newborn bubble is one of the best times and I want to make sure I look after myself as much as I possibly can to experience all the magical moments of it all.

    Here’s to meeting our second baby boy!


    If you’re looking for support, The Maternal Mental Health Alliance and Pandas Foundation have some useful resources.

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