Ok, let’s be grown-ups here. <Chuckle, chuckle> Yes, I am such lousy adult! I still cringe at some things that I should talk about with my husband. Anyway, I digress.
I have been exclusively breastfeeding Sab for what seems to be any eternity. My back hurts most of the time, I can’t wear my favorite pre-pregnancy blouses to avoid looking like I have silicone on, I need to be awake late nights for feeding, AND I need to constantly pump at work or anywhere for that matter! Time-consuming, laborious, and repetitive…these are the words to describe breastfeeding.
For 8 months now (5 days short, ok…), I have done what many mommies have done. Breastfeeding or not, I think the same words can be exacted to all those who are taking care of their precious babies.
Mommies wake up every now and then, at short periods, to the crying of their babies and soothe them until they are comfortable again to go back to sleep.
That’s just the goal actually, and to keep them safe and healthy. You know, I have never really understood hard work until now. Having someone completely and 100% dependent on you entails all your patience and actually, love.
And it’s almost instinctive, this love is, for your child. After all, you bore this person in your womb, what else do you need for instant connection?
Anyway, motherhood and also to mention, and in fairness and equality, fatherhood, is many splendid things.