Jonathan is 7 weeks old.
I first spent four weeks rocking with him and nothing more except 2 outings (with him on me, and that... even on television)!
During this time watching him sleep and doing nothing but resting with him, ideas come... And you know how much I appreciate and value them. So I protect this break I give myself and salute the creativity that benefits from it!
I take care of my baby and myself to be up to the task. I want to be well enough to pamper him. So I go to bed very early (8 p.m. at the latest) so as not to be tired (!), to be patient at night and to cover him with love and care.
I love our nights, the atmosphere that emanates from them, the hushed calm; seeing the night too and the days dawning and I love when he is comfortable, lying "all flattened and abandoned" on me.
And during the day, I allow myself to rest, the rocking chair, keep him in my arms... almost all the time (so I'm writing this text with my thumb on my iPhone!).
I'm made like that, no one will change me, don't even try! I have the determination of a lion mother who protects fiercely... and I like to think that there is nothing better, for him as for me. I also see the effects on the child thus stuck in time and rejoice in confidence.
It's crazy because despite this kangaroo mom life that watches day and night, a fabulous project was born: my liberated mind was able to bring together inspiring people, unique resources and wonderful ideas in a creation that will see the light of day at the beginning of May to better satisfy you! Everything fell into place naturally as if by magic: I saw my ideas come true, my friends come together and abundance is created.
Every day I found myself delighted (and not a little proud!), I repeated it to my lover.
Week 7, I find peace and quiet and the rocking chair and envy this time again, allowing me rest and contemplation.
What surprises me about my baby is how much he wants to communicate. I also caught and cherished those first smiles a few weeks ago. I immediately wanted to share them with his father. While the baby surprised himself, it's now commonplace: we communicate through those searching eyes, that smile that starts shyly, then lights up his whole face and automatically makes us laugh with him. And when we're immersed, eyes locked, neither of us can take our eyes off each other. I think that so recently, he was in my belly, was he wondering? I didn't know him then, and so much now. A deep, infinite, and instantaneous surge of love from which we learn about each other. I love him so much.
These brothers are touched and the youngest realizes as one takes care of a newborn: "Mom, I share my chocolate with you because you are important!"
I can be because my lover does everything else! Thank you for appreciating and letting me be that mom.
I'm fulfilled... And I'm enjoying it! It's impossible to enjoy it more!
To leave you with a smile & a child's word, Charles also made this: "Mom, you're like an almond milk cow!" :)
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