One of the things that I like the most after becoming a mother are the expressions of affection that we have between parents and children. An example of this are the hugs that our children love so much and that as parents we must always reciprocate.
Between my first and second pregnancy I had several gestational losses. They were very hard times and full of uncertainty, where there was no lack of medical tests to intern to determine what was happening. Eventually, I was diagnosed with a thrombophilia disorder and prescribed low molecular weight heparin to start pricking the moment I got pregnant again.
I think one of the most worrying phrases you can hear when you're pregnant is "you have to rest at home." Such is the psychological burden you feel when you know that anything you do can put your baby's life at risk, that that life change that you already know will come with motherhood, comes to you suddenly. But is it really necessary to carry it out? Is it really an effective measure to decrease the rate of preterm births?
It is not the first time in Babies and more than I speak of those feelings that our children provoke in us. It is almost a given that becoming mothers and fathers "unlocks" a new level of love that we have never known before.
Just as a decade ago seeing a child of 2 or more years breastfeed was relatively strange (people were quite hallucinated when they saw Miriam, my wife, breastfeed Jon at that age), today it is still a controversial practice , but more and more normalized, especially since more and more people know that it is recommended that a child be breastfeeding up to 2 years or more.
When we become mothers and fathers, we not only have a new and enormous responsibility, we also acquire and develop skills that until then we had not had and that sometimes are thanks to situations that only those of us with children experience.
When you have not been a mother (and especially if you wish), and you see a pregnant woman, you sigh with love when you see that voluminous belly full of life. However, it does not occur to you how uncomfortable it is for many fundamental things - and I mean basic and simple things like cutting your toenails, tying your shoes ... or sleeping! I admit that I was one of them and that when the time came, I no longer even knew how to accommodate myself with the huge balloon that my abdomen became ... at least until I met the pregnant cushions.
"I am very impatient," I told myself for many years. To this day I still say it, but only in certain situations. Standing waiting for my turn, for example, reduces my patience with each passing minute.
Danni Büchner is invited to Sam Dylan's Halloween party. But the "Goodbye Germany" emigrant has no desire for many other party guests. And find clear words.
