I won't make any friends with this post. However, when I started this blog I said that I would always write about the honest truth and this is what I'm planning to do.
Maybe I'm paranoid but ever since we got back home from the hospital, when people asked us how we are doing, you can see a mix of confusion and disappointment when we tell them that in fact we are doing great!
And it is true! We are doing great! Alice is a baby that hardly cries (Your baby didn't turn burgundy while having a fit?), I have no problems breastfeeding yet (Your nipples are not sore and painful?), we adapted well to our new sleeping routine (You are not too exhausted to take a shower and eat?), my relationship with my husband got even stronger (You actually have time to talk to your husband?), etc.
I know that having a newborn is overwhelming and that it takes time (a lot of time) to adapt to this new little creature. However, when things are going great, why do people feel the need to find fault where there is none?
At first I was all happy with how things turned out. Now, there is always a little shadow on my parade that says "get ready, something will burst your bubble and you will be miserable"! I actually started to find excuses like "oh, she is calm now but, don't worry, she will probably have horrible colics"!
Hum...now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure that I wrote a similar post about negative reactions to happy pregnancies. Oh well, I guess I just don't learn.