Funny how you go into parenting thinking one thing is right or better. Then you become a parent and realize every decision you make is right for you and your child but may not be right for someone else and their child. I have had a lot of mom's I know pass judgement on those who chose formula over breastfeeding and I have to say while I was and still am successfully breastfeeding some women just cannot do it. During the first month I really wanted to quit. His latch was horrible and to be honest-it really effin hurt. I would cringe knowing it was almost time for him to eat and cry in pain while he ate. It eventually got better but some days I really was not sure if I could do it.
The lack of sleep was the worst but somehow as parents we can push through it and function on little to no sleep at all. Then just when a routine is established and you are getting say 4 or 5 solid hours of sleep-a growth spurt or wonder week happens and damnit there goes that sleep you were so looking forward too. Being a parent is hard work, takes a lot out of you and can be stressful but I am lucky that my hubby is very involved and loves to help out.
I really have no idea how my mom did it on her own with 4 girls. God bless her for it.
“Your children are not your children.
They are sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For thir souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the make upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness.
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.”
― Kahlil Gibran
They are sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For thir souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the make upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness.
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.”
― Kahlil Gibran