Baby diary: Mother is in love again

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Baby diary: Mother is in love again
Baby diary: Mother is in love again
Anonim

10. week

6100 g

This time the object of my adoration is not a tall, handsome, well-legged and good-ass man, but a six-kilogram, round-headed, big-eyed, smiling being, who smells divine, who looks at me with admiration and for whom I am definitely the first.

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I would love to kiss him, watch him happily laugh, communicate and hug me day and night.

Love was fulfilled when, after a long company dinner the previous day, after dropping the adults off at daycare and school, I went back to bed. I also took Manka with me, who joined the cat without saying a word, then after she was full, she fell asleep - along with me. It was an indescribable experience to snuggle up and take a nap with the tiny, warm body, I often half-opened my eyes and caressed the fragrant soft head in the semi-darkness, while I noticed how good the baby's head is, it feels that mother needs a little extra sleep, that's why she is also sleeping with him.

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Now I understand those who co-sleep with their babies, and breast-feeding on demand has also come into a new light. This morning, the child really ate according to demand: when he was hungry, he just pounced on the breast and already sucked the milk. I almost didn't wake up. I also spent the time half-asleep when he was fully awake - discreetly cooing, cooing, tugging at the edge of the blanket, and buzzing my sleeping cat. And when I opened my eyes and our eyes met, he immediately smiled, but in such a way that even his earlobes laughed. He just looked, looked happy and I fell in love with him at that moment. We didn't get out of bed until noon.

sleeping animal on the head
sleeping animal on the head

Unfortunately, I can't help lying around smelling baby scent every day, but at least I do the first feeding in the morning/morning in bed, this half hour is all ours. At that time, I don't care about anything, only the chubby little piranha, who feeds greedily after 6-10 hours of continuous sleep at night, then looks at me with satisfaction, milk flows from his mouth, smiles like that, his hands and feet walk. I absorb the sight and feel and store it all day long. Even during the day, I often get caught up in the desire, I wildly jump on the child and kiss his neck until he starts laughing out loud. But I like looking at him the most: our eyes lock for long seconds, eyes shine, time stops, and happiness hormones rush through me. This experience is priceless.

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