Mother ... and yes (Part One)
input Clarifying that being a mother is the greatest thing that could have happened to me in this world, that natural childbirth is a unique and indescribable and taking into account that the ads are in charge of showing the joy that makes us every smile, every word and every achievement, however small, of our beloved toddlers, now turn to the "other side" of being a mom.
- Pregnancy
That wonderful stage lasts 9 months .. 9 months!! Was necessary? We could not fix in less? Do not say this as the short-nosed marsupial bandicoot, whose pregnancy lasts 12 short days. But ... to me, is 5 short week, such as swans and rabbits? "Two months, and queens? "50 days, as the foxes? Okay, the elephants carry the weight of said between 17 and 25 months depending on the species, so I'm not complaining more ...
said, that wonderful stage that begins with vomiting, followed with back pain, then the body starts which country bread leavening, the legs swell, tighten your shoes and kick you ungrateful liver, spleen and everything in there. The mother suddenly loves us entire family cares for us (actually care package) and the father is made unusable by the nerves. In recent months, you get up every half hour to go to the bathroom and how little you sleep you do it sitting (excellent preparation for the rest of life without dream run) and continues to work until the last minute to save more days to when the creature we need ... more than now. Continue reading
And we began to wish that arises, in part because most of the gain can not stand to see that face, those little hands and those little feet ... and partly because we want the human being developed and continue his life in a different place than our stomach!
- Labor
Another wonderful moment, our misplaced shoots usually start around midnight, so as not let us sleep on the first day. It is also the time when one loses once and for all its identity: all you start saying "fat" or "mommy." There, we are no longer Juana, Maria and Ana, the fat adds insult to the quality of "mom."
(In between, the satrap who got us into this mess will be forgotten documents at home, or bag or ourselves, and must return).
From there we went to the scene in which the legs open in front of about 5 or 8 (depending on the sanatorium, hospital and type of delivery) and as we do not care about anything, absolutely lose the sense of modesty (which never recovered).
The moment we begin to think that life no longer can we ask for more, come Superman anesthetist ... that we are subjected to a ridiculous and asks us to stay quietitas just when we get the contraction ... No matter, after a while, we love it.
(Here comes the acontencimieto unspeakable, that the miraculous and beautiful does not deserve even the slightest joke or slander of me. You look, what you play and the immediate amnesia makes a woman be able to get pregnant and give birth more than once .)
- Sold
internment, got into the room and All we want is our son in our chest and his father alongside. But the room starts to fill with people with good intentions, who loves us deeply and is happy ... "You break it, baby," "Do not talk, you're going to do evil", "It is better if you lay on your side" "No, must face up", "A glucose Robertito gave ..." "It's very cold here ".... I leave?, Just want to ask ...
The first night (and we have a sleepless) of first child, usually comes the nurse to ask: Do you want me to take, and breaks? - No! "Indignant" Let me answer ... The repeat offenders learn from our mistakes and the first night the second child (we are also without sleep), we call for the carrying the little treasure and rejoin us in the morning without fail to feed (if camaraderie is better).
If you are lucky and many people who want it, the room begins to fill with gifts and have to organize high in a moving van, or at least a sweet little ...
- The Homecoming
In that glorious moment, the family and friends often have the dignity to leave us alone (mothers grateful, because we had to put the same clothes we arrived, because the jean we put in the bag refuses to enter our humanity). And here we are, alone with this strange-known that we look ... and there is no nurse, or nurses, and neonatologists ... and we must take care of the situation. And we realize that the clothes that we prepare with so much love is less convenient than there were in the market, with the diapers we buy what we could complete to wrap a parcel, which in no way going to sleep in his crib as he did in Sanitarium, which rested from his work in labor and will not sleep for more than two hours, the lime oil is a nefarious invention and sticky ... and we are happy immensity.
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