The Fourth Trimester: 0–3 Months with Margot

The Fourth Trimester

Three months.
84 days.
2,016 hours.
120,960 minutes.
7,257,600 seconds.

Gone in a blink.

It’s hard to believe it’s been three months since we welcomed Margot into our lives. These early weeks have been filled with love, change, and a fair share of challenges. Here’s a look back at how the journey’s unfolded so far.

Month One: A Rollercoaster Start

The first few days after my C-section felt surprisingly easy—just like my first experience. I was mobile, in minimal pain, and Margot was a dream sleeper, happy to nap anywhere.

But by day five, things took an unexpected turn. I ended up back in hospital with dangerously high blood pressure (180/110) and a pounding headache. After three nights, I was sent home with two medications to manage it. What followed was a busy blur of medical appointments and family catch-ups.

Our biggest priority was making sure our son adjusted to his new role as a big brother. He’s done it with so much love and tenderness—constantly cuddling and kissing Margot. We’re so proud of him.

Month Two: Finding Our Rhythm

As much as I didn’t want time to rush by, I was counting down to the six-week mark so I could drive again. Not being able to get out easily was hard—it meant relying on others and finding ways to keep Albie entertained at home.

This month brought more smiles—Margot’s little personality started shining through. She lit up especially for her daddy and big brother, though eventually I got my fair share too! She’s completely fascinated by Albie, tracking his every move with wide eyes and big grins. Their bond is already so special.

Month Three: The Toughest Days Yet

This month has tested us more than I imagined. Margot has been dealing with colic and digestive discomfort, often crying in pain for long stretches. Watching your baby suffer, knowing there’s little you can do to help, is absolutely heartbreaking.

There have been tears—hers and mine—as we try different remedies recommended by our GP, hoping for relief. It’s hard not to feel like I’m failing her, even though I know we’re doing all we can. We just want to see our happy girl again.

These three months have flown by in a haze of newborn snuggles, sibling moments, postpartum healing, and emotional highs and lows. It’s been a journey—messy, beautiful, and deeply humbling.

We’re learning every day, holding onto the bright moments, and growing stronger as a family of four. Here’s to what comes next…