A look back...

A couple of days back I had a short email conversation with a a brand new mommy.She sounded noticeably tired and dazed.She vouched that labor and delivery was 'nothing' in comparison to the handling a tiny baby.So true,no body really warns you about the first two months of bringing up a a tiny baby do they??

The first two months of bringing up Yaddie.....I remember his sweet smell,his first poop and pee,our naps holding each others hand,my body struggling so so hard to recoup,my freaky post natal depression(that thankfully lasted only a month),all those days I cried for nothing to my poor hubby(part of the post natal depression),all the times I sang my baby to sleep,a hundred nights when I wished I could just disappear under the earth and just SLEEP,a thousand and one inconveniences in the whole grand deal of bringing up Yaddie.My days and nights were all one and my needs were barest minimal -sleep and food for self and my baby.

I just wanted to fast forward,I couldn't comprehend most of the things and I really wanted my body back.To top it all my baby hardly even notices me(forget about recognizing me!!)I was just a walking and sometimes talking and nursing zombie!!!

They sound terrible don't they??But they have made my transformation into a mother a beautiful and memorable journey.All those experiences and joys and tears and fears has made me a mom,who is now confident,happy and complete!

I so so so miss that phase now though,Yaddie has grown up so fast and I really really miss them now.I miss this helpless lil monkey....oh why do they grow so fast???



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