Post-partum.
For the sake of completeness I feel like I should make one last post before this day is over.I am so tired. I didn't realise it until now, now that I've finally sat down.
Mother and baby are doing fine. I shed a tear when he came out. It's hard to explain the joy you feel, even as a bystander. When you see how awful birth is, how excruciatingly painful it is, you realise how undeniably brave women are. Twelve hours ago she was a stranger, but when the baby finally came out (omg I thought it never would) I felt so proud of her. I hope I don't convey any condescension in saying that; on the contrary I admire her so so much. The fact that she was my age (actually she's younger) made me admire her even more.
Haha the fatigue is making me soppy. Aight I need to collapse somewhere...
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