I'm feeling a little buzz of anxiety about my daughter and the baby and the holiday tasks before me. My daughter is exhausted, like all new mothers, and has no down time as the baby is nursing, crying and evidently not sleeping much. I feel powerless, because she wants to nurse whenever he cries, and evidently the books are saying to do so, whereas I worry about her sore breasts and her exhaustion. She is so conscientious. This early period will be over, but I doubt she can see that right now. The baby will become curious and will be more distractable, but so far he's furiously eating his way through life. I'll go over and keep her company and hold and rock the baby, but it's too soon for a bottle and so my power to ease the situation is limited.
With the holiday tasks, it's much easier, and I write lists, check off tasks and get out a bit while doing so. But all the while my mother's instinct is pulling me to worry about my daughter. I know she is fine, but I have so much empathy, perhaps too much, and I wish I could do more.
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