“Does it worth it?” A good friend of mine asked me when I said that I was very tired from taking care of my baby.
It’s not easy to answer this question.
Of course the answer is “yes”. But the question needs an elaborated answer.
How do I know it’s worth it? Just because she’s my baby? Because she’s cute?
When do I know it’s all worth it?
“It’s so exhausting. My head hurts from lacking of sleep. My back and arms are hurting from carrying the baby. I have no time to socialise with others, no time to do sports, no time to do whatever I want to do for myself, and my own career. I’m pushing myself physically and mentally to the extreme…
“She’s going through a big growth leap now. She eats more often but doesn’t sleep well. Every time she cries for comfort, and I’m not quick enough there for her, she sounds so desperate that I feel that I was killing her… I try to be a good mother. But when I’m sleep deprived, I’m just not a good mother.
“I’m up every two to three hours now at night to breastfeed her. Sometimes even every hour. One morning it was already getting bright outside.
“My husband just got up. I heard him making his first cup of coffee in the morning. It had been another long night.
“The baby was drinking her fourth feed that night. When she’s hungry, or tired, it feels like she was taken over by a small animal. All the crying and screaming is so… primal. And when she drinks on my breasts, she’s also like a little animal.
“But then this morning she was drinking, and slowly she was full. And waking up.
“And then, she unintentionally looked up to me. Suddenly, her eyes brightened up. It’s like she was saying ‘hey! It’s you!’
“She was looking at me and smiling. That look I will never forget.
“That was a look filled with compassion. Like she knows me, and understands me.
“Like she understands all that I’ve been doing for I love her,
“she understands I’ve been trying my best even if sometimes I think I could do better.
“Like she feels me. She’s not a little animal anymore. She’s my daughter and she’s there for me. And she makes me feel loved, and safe.
“At that moment, I felt relieved, and somehow also forgiven. By myself.
“That’s the moment I know it. Why it’s all worth it.”
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