So it's been awhile since I last posted. I do apologise. This being a mum thing has knocked me around a little. I started off with the best of intentions to write a very regular blog. Then I discovered that the whole sleeping lots during the day thing didn't last very long. And I discovered that the whole 'contented' thing is hard.

But I realise that I have been blessed. My princess has a particularly happy nature. She plays happily most of the time. She is rarely upset for no reason. And it's fairly easy to determine the reason when she is upset. However that does not mean that I have been content. It does not mean that I have managed to keep my cool. After all, they do say that sleep deprivation is a form of torture. And that has been my main difficulty these last few weeks. It's easier than it was in the beginning, we're into a (kind of) routine and she settles so much better. But I just wish she would sleep for just a little bit longer. So far she wakes roughly every 3 hours. Some nights it's 4 hours, then every 2. Other nights it's 3 and 3 and then every 2. And it's starting to take it's toll. And I've discovered that it's not easy to be content and happy when you feel like a walking zombie.

In saying that, there are so many other women who have it so much worse than I. Who keep going with a smile on their faces. So I pick myself up and cherish these beautiful moments with my precious, precious baby. Because these moments are indeed fleeting and will not last.

So. Being content. What does that mean? The internet defines being content as being 'In a state of peaceful happiness.' Again, what does that mean? Or rather, what does that mean for me? To begin with, it's not a state that I find myself in a lot. Especially not with an 8 week old daughter in the house! Well, it is a state I find myself in when Genevieve is also in that state. It's when she's not that my contented walls come tumbling down. I was struggling to find a name for this blog. I wanted it to be a record of my journey of motherhood. And I thought about what that journey is, what is the biggest aspect of my journey that I would want to share with the internet? I have to admit that I'm not very good at keeping my cool, at least not when I'm by myself, or when it's just me and hubby and the dog. So what does that mean for my life as a mother? My life is no longer about me. Rather, it's about this beautiful little girl that I spent 9 months carrying under my heart and have now spent 8 weeks falling more and more in love with. So I'm making a commitment now, with the internet as my witness. No more losing my cool, not at hubby, not at the dog and definately not at my perfect little princess. Especially when she's being a not-so-perfect little princess. This blog will hopefully hold me accountable to this commitment. So here goes. Here is the start of my life as a Contented Mum!