Since when did you really realize you were a mom? It is time to take on the responsibility of being a mother for the child
Bao Mama from Lilac Mom App Planet @ Call Me Teacher Chen to share some of her experiences and impressions with everyone.
I got married at the age of 30, so I married late. But I got pregnant right after I got married, and my mom and my mother-in-law were very happy. My husband and I don't have any feelings, if I want to say yes, I should think: Ah, this is also too fast! I'm going to be a dad/mom?
Found out she was pregnant
I was dumbfounded
Knowing you're pregnant is probably at 3 weeks+. The pregnancy test stick was bought temporarily at the pharmacy, and I decided to test it the next morning based on the only knowledge point that "the morning urine test is more accurate" (I don't know where I looked at it).
I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning and thought about whether I should go and check it out now? But the urine intention is not particularly strong, because usually at this point I am still sleeping, and it is not yet my "peeing point" time. Then go to sleep a little longer, I thought to myself, but I couldn't sleep when I turned it over... Anyway, let's check it now.
I read the instructions on the instruction manual repeatedly, carefully completed the operation, and then placed the pregnancy test stick flat on the wash stand. I specially chose this one when I bought it, and the result can be produced in 3 minutes, and it will show the specific number of weeks (I never knew that the technology is so developed now, is this not what we did not need before). I don't know exactly after a few minutes, I stood cross-legged next to the washstand and stared. Until the screen flashed and the words "3 weeks pregnant+" appeared.
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yes? Am I really pregnant? I took the pregnancy test stick and woke up my husband, who was still snoring. He said: Really? How can I be so good. (I rolled my eyes to the back of my head)
When I learned that I was pregnant, neither my husband nor I was very excited. Probably because it came too fast, and we didn't officially start trying to conceive. In short, there is no sense of realism.
Hearing "Fetal Heart" for the first time
I added a play failed
The news of the pregnancy, except that my mother and my mother-in-law knew, no one else knew. My life is also the same, I should eat and play, I should go to work, I should work. Luckily, I also don't have morning sickness reactions, so it's well hidden.
But this also led to the fact that I never had the "real feeling" of pregnancy, and often forgot that I was pregnant. I also occasionally wonder: Don't all the pregnant women in the TV series feel the "subtle connection" between themselves and the fetus? Why don't I feel anything? Is my heart leaking?
It is said that I can hear the baby's fetal heart, and I think of the pregnant women who are moved to tears when they hear the fetal heartbeat. I must have felt something this time, I was thinking so, and it was my turn to check.
I lay down on the ultrasound bed as instructed, and the doctor said while examining: All is fine, and then we listen to the fetal heart.
Come on, come on, I'm going to hear the heartbeat of Mi Fat (my daughter's nickname)! I pricked up my ears as I brewed emotions: Boom boom boom boom boom boom Well? Is this the sound of your baby's heartbeat? It's a bit like the sound of a train. "Well, the fetal heart is also very good, it is very good." Go to your doctor with the list." The doctor who examined me said as he handed me the B ultrasound.
That's it? That's it? Not to mention the tears, I was not moved.
My entire pregnancy passed without waves, except for my stomach getting bigger day by day, my legs and feet swollen like inflated, and nothing else had changed. And I still haven't found that "subtle connection" with the fetus.
I thought, as long as the baby is born, I will definitely feel it.
Give birth to a baby
I still can't feel it
I had another fever because of the metasection, so my rice fat was sent to the neonatology department after birth. In the past few days, in addition to the pain of the knife edge, I also have the pain of physiological milking, and there are two large stones on my chest, which cannot be touched at all; I also have to endure the pain of milking out and sending it to the rice fat in the neonatal department. I didn't have time to think about anything else, I just wanted to hurry up and "not hurt" and take my baby out of the hospital quickly.
The month is also very difficult, experienced milk blockage, nipple cracking these things that everyone has experienced, after the sister-in-law went back, the second month of rice fat, flatulence! I was even more busy, and I didn't have time to think about what I didn't have, that is, I read popular science knowledge and other mother's experience posts every day, and I wanted to alleviate the flatulence of rice fat.
As the days go by, when I have time, I will think: When I am a mother, what else is there besides pain and tiredness? What's more than feeding the cubs to sleep? Why do other people feel so much about being a mom? Why can't I feel anything? Don't I have the heart? No, I can cry into tears when I watch the drama...
When the baby is almost 3 months old
Finally realized that she was a mother
When Mi Fat was almost 3 months old, I took her back to her mother's house for a few days. After coming back, the next day there was a cough, runny nose, sneezing, she had a cold, but the appetite and spirit are very good, and because it is the serious period of the epidemic, I do not want to go to the hospital casually, I plan to observe again. At night, naturally I didn't sleep well, my fat nose was not breathing well, I cried from time to time, and I could only hold her, hoping that this would soothe her.
When it was dark, I started crying again, and refused to drink milk, and it was useless to hold it up and coax it. I started to get anxious, so I woke up My Fat Dad and drove to the hospital.
I sat in the back seat, looking at the rice fat lying in the safety basket, I used to have to have a pacifier to settle down, and today the pacifier is not needed, it is exceptionally quiet, it is the kind of quiet that has no strength.
Dad concentrated on driving and didn't say a word. Everything in the car was quiet except for the occasional sneezing and coughing sound of Rice Fat, and the sound of air conditioning. I suddenly couldn't hold back, and I shed tears while wiping my nose on Mi Fat.
I started blaming myself, I don't even know how Mi Fat got a cold? Am I wearing too little for her? Or was he infected by someone during his return to his mother's house? She is still so young, it is so uncomfortable, I did not take good care of her, how am I a mother!
Dad probably felt a different flow of air in the back of his head, and when he turned his head, he found that I was crying. His knee-jerk reaction is: It's not your fault.
Hearing Dad say this, I cried even harder. I'd rather have him accuse me a few times, maybe I'll feel better. He understood me in this way and comforted me, and I blamed myself even more.
Fortunately, after the examination, it was not a big problem, and the doctor speculated that it was infected. When I think about it, Uncle Mi Fat really has a cold. Although the uncle wore a mask and hugged the rice fat, the baby's resistance was relatively weak, or it was infected.
Mi Fat's body was quite strong, and within a few days, he had a good appetite and strength like before.
Looking at the healthy and lively rice fat, I suddenly found myself very ridiculous, why should I deliberately look for a "connection" with the baby?
Obviously, there is no need to look for it, this connection is innate! Even when I found out that I was pregnant, when I heard about the fetal heart, and when I took care of the baby every day, I was not as emotional and emotional as in the plot, but after I endured the pain of the induction and the pain of the caesarean section, I gave birth to the baby; I insisted on milking and sending it to the baby in spite of the pain of the milk blockage; when I turned my day and night upside down and took care of the baby's eating and drinking; my body and brain knew that I was a mother.
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