Yesterday I had the pleasure of being support person for a girlfriend who had her second baby. Babe was early so her husband didn't make it home in time from overseas (he's home today).
What an exquisite privilege that was! The story of the labor and birth is her story to tell, not mine, so I'll leave it out but wow!
I feel a little bit lonely today. (I know this has nothing to do with me at all but the beauty of this being my blog is I can make it be about me! Ha!)
Do I wish it was me having a baby yesterday? Not really. But I wish I had had the chance to experience a natural birth like she did this time around. Do I want the months ahead of getting used to the feedings and everything else all over again? Not really. Sleepness nights? Hey, I'm up most nights anyway so why not.
I just already miss that baby! He's in a Special Care Unit because he was early and I went and sat with him there while my girlfriend got herself sorted out. Couldn't stop looking at him.
Do I wish I could go there today and sit and sit and sit with him again?
With all my heart.
Maybe they'll let me tomorrow...
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