Yesterday we started the classes of maternal education, and that was one of the questions we did the midwife. As a presentation we put in pairs to we counted our little things we pregnancy and thereby submit to the other ... I think that unless another girl and me, the others are all first-time and one of the things that the midwife told us that we asked our partner is what we fear in pregnancy.
My partner, new mom expecting a child, he answered very fast delivery. My answer was almost automatic, I told him not to fear childbirth, which lasts the duration or hurt it hurts, the end is wonderful and makes you forget everything. So Dad and I will tell our experience to her and her husband to remove a little fear, and above all make them see how important dad at that time, the vital assistance they can provide. But this could be meat for another entry ...
When I asked what I had fears ... I was not clear to answer, because I have no fear of childbirth, the advantage of experience helps, which is the general tone of all first-time moms, but I have my fears, was not Ivan the pregnancy or at least then were unfounded because of my lack of experience.
If you ask me what I have fear I have it very clear that something is not going well and that hurt my child. And that is wide and the wide world ... pregnancy because of Ivan lived in the bubble the illusion of first pregnancy, inexperience, lack of contact with the maternal and many realities that are not as pretty. What makes me happiest is to see my son grow, and know that is a healthy, normal, so I feel lucky and I thank life for being so generous.
However, since being a mom, I entered another dimension , as has happened to many, or most, of what I read on many blogs and forums, where we share experiences and experiences with other mothers This helps us and guides our day to day. And not everything is rosy, that's when you realize that you are very lucky to have given birth without complications, your child is born healthy and without problems and you can lead a normal life.
few months ago I met a girl mother a girl of 4 years who was diagnosed with a rare disease. After a pregnancy to rest but with great enthusiasm, your child had trouble from the moment of birth, their first 7 months were in a hospital, and almost 2 years they could not diagnose his illness. After that the girl lives in a continuum medical tests most unpleasant, and parents in a constant ay the welfare of his daughter. His mother did not raise another child is not her daughter's illness itself, but because it is genetic and hereditary, and do not want another child to pass the same suffering that their child.
As I was telling her story I was realizing how blind I am sometimes, when I give more importance that required for a cough or a fever of Ivan, and how lucky I am that my son just suffer it, typical of any child.
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