I always say, it is all by design. The first 8 months you are terrified of how your baby will come out, that last month you just want it out. You are not alone, there are many other women who feel this way.
Sharing your body is tough. It is a twenty-four hour job, especially at the end of a long day. He is doing back flips; you are just trying to get comfortable.
The first year of your baby’s life is happy for everyone around you. Every time your child reaches a developmental milestone, you feel that you have accomplished something too! And then your baby will look at you feeling so proud and smile, and your heart will melt.
This was my foray into parenting; random people screaming unsolicited parenting advice at me.
This may have been a man who had children, or who was even a grandfather. But my take on it was that he didn’t even have children but he felt he could scream at a woman, home less than 24 hours with her newborn.
The first big one came on a Friday afternoon at 4pm as I was leaving my pregnancy buddy's home; she was due in two weeks. I finally held my son 52 hours later.
Now, I had been having contractions for months: Braxton hicks, real ones, back contractions, etc. But this one, this was something else entirely. I remember texting my friend that I probably should not have drove home, because I couldn’t remember it.
I love being a Lactation Consultant in Chicago! I love that everywhere I look I see more and more women, regardless of race, sexual orientation, and income bracket, decide that they alone can feed their babies.