Lots of emotions these days after popping baby.
Before heading to the labour ward, it's just 2 of us. but I know it's gonna be 3 of us when we return home after we stepped out.
We stood united and gave each other support while in the delivery room. And when we hear our baby's cries, it was the most assuring cries I have ever heard! That our baby is OK... and Allan actually cut baby's cord at the insistence of our gynae. haha... (although he's got a phobia of needles and blood). He stood by my side as I delivered our baby.
Back home, things are so different. In hospital, they only bring baby to you for feeding. Other than that, all are taken care by them and I can just lie there. but of course, didn't really rest very well also cos I was on total breastfeeding during the hospital stay. So at night, the nurse will push bb for me to feed. And dealing with body changes and healing, gosh!
Back home, have to change his diapers lah, feed him, comfort him when he cries. Before popping, hubby told him he doesn't know how to take care of bb. But after popping, he has been my greatest source of encouragement to keep on going when I'm very tired! I really don't know what to say. Hubby, U R the BEST! He reads up on "What to Expect in the First Year" at night after returning from hospital during my stay there. He helps alot at home when he's home from work. It's really been not easy for him. Having to work whole day and coming back to help.
Sometimes it gets depressing cos my life suddenly turns upside-down. no routine... and there is this little life that depends on you right now. And we are both adjusting to one another.
But what I have gained is a happy little family of 3 now. =) This sense of satisfaction and motherhood is something that's beyond description. You gotta experience it for urself.
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