Have been trying to write this for days and seriously, no time! Taking care of a baby is a fulltime job. No kidding! 24 hours is just not enough.
From the moment we admitted to the hospital, emotions have been overflowing from deep inside. Many people asked how is it like, how does it feel like……well….there is nothing that feels like this. NOTHING. It’s a brand new experience, no pre-natal class, articles, blogs, sharing of stories can prepare you for this. The 2 seconds…….between the time of the last push, Jayden came out, doctor put him on his mommy’s stomach, my eyes became watery, the midwife cleared his throat and nose, wrapped him up, carried him to the little bed under the warmer, cleaned his body and finally his very first cry. That’s how many things happened within the 2 seconds and they just flashed through right in front of you. Maybe it was more than 2 seconds, but when I kept replaying the scenes in my mind, it felt like that.
Yes, this is special, witnessing own child’s birth is something irreplaceable. If anyone missed that, I suggest you try having another kid. If there is a way to describe it better, then it would be like, nothing else in the world matters except the three of us in the labor room. The mommy has gone through 9 months of hard work and I get to enjoy the very best of the whole experience, how can I ever repay that. Well, I can start by feeding him and changing his diapers more often. And even that, I kill for.
How to deal with the family members and not offend them? TOUGH. There are so many people who gave you advices. Choose some that make sense and ignore the rest. I thank them for their good intentions but I’m also sorry that I can’t follow everything you said.
Eyes to eyes contact. He likes to look at you and keep the mouth open. Makes you think what is really happening in the little head. Whether he is laughing at me that I’m so silly talking to a 5 day old baby and think that he can understand or just trying to register every single part of my face in his super computer brain so that every time he sees this face, he knows that this is the man called daddy. The innocent eyes, cute nose, right dimple, pointy chin, puffy chick, dark black hair…….. why is god so unfair to me…. makes me jealous only. Hehehe….. He’s got all the good things I never had and I’m so grateful that god has been good to me, He gave me JT. And of course, JT’s mommy.
TTH
Oh dear, it makes my eyes water reading your experience. It sounds like life changing experience. Just remind yourself again when JT turns a teenager.
ReplyDeleteGAMBAHTEH! You can do it too!!! Believe in yourself and we all pray for you too.
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