You know when they say showers are a luxury once you have kids? I get it, I totally get how true that is now.

Rauf is 3 weeks old and so far it’s been a blessing having him in our lives. He’s so small, he smiles a lot, he smells like heaven and he’s such a good baby -talk all you want in front of him, he will still sleep with his mouth wide open. He only cries when we ignore him long enough when it’s feeding time, and he throws the occasional fit whenever he poops.

My confinement however is NOT a blessing, I hate it, I miss being out and I cannot wait till it’s over. Another 2 weeks to go with this confinement period to be over but to be fair, I’m not one of those extreme pantang people. All in moderation, I believe you shouldn’t let yourself go crazy locked up at home, getting some fresh air and meeting humans outside your home once in a while is OK.

Despite being sleep deprived I think Rauf and I are adjusting alright with our new daily routine. Even when I feel too exhausted and remembering how wonderful it was to have undisturbed sleep, it’s hard to be mad at the sweetest thing. Every time I feel a bit over the edge, I remind myself that he’s never going to be younger than he is today. So I’m just gonna cherish every second that we have together.

Face timing with his Mama Kat

Before I know it he’s in college, wants to get married and move out

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Hey Rauf, you’re almost a month old now and I can tell you’re gonna pretty a cool kid. Everyone’s obsessed with you (including the cat), you love sleeping on me and you seem to like having conversations with mummy at 5am. But it’s okay, I don’t mind staying up with you. You probably wouldn’t want to hang out with me once you’re older, but I will get my revenge back one day and kacau you back at 5am.